Just like in South Africa with rugby, college football is the opiate of America.
Sports. If you are still under the delusion that sports aren’t the reason Black people in America enjoy the current status as cultural icons worthy of undying praise and worship, then perhaps the next few paragraphs will be sufficient to change your mind.
This past weekend in the state of Alabama, a combined 154,529 people packed Jordan-Hare Stadium in Auburn and Bryant-Denny Stadium in Tuscaloosa to watch spring football scrimmages:
OK. What’s the difference between 91,312 and 63,217? And don’t tell me it’s 28,095.
I can do the math.
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Who is it paying to see athlete-students compete in college football, the opiate of America? White alumni. Who is it paying to watch the NFL games – a league drenched with the fool stench of discrimination – and rabidly following the news of the teams? White people.
An interesting correlation exists between the love of sports, the creation of Black Run American and South Africa that we will explain in great detail in a post on Friday, but the book Playing the Enemy and the subsequent film it was based upon (Invictus), have a disconcerting connection.
South Africa is on the verge of collapse, as under the watchful eyes and auspices of Black people the nation has endured tragedy that rivals any from Greek myth.