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Joe Paterno, Michael Vick . . . Who’s The Better Man?
By Desi Cortez BASN Columnist
Updated: July 22, 2012
DENVER, CO. (BASN)–Welcome to the wide, weird, twisted world of sports, a world which mirrors our greater quasi-dysfunctional society in its illogicalness, a time and space where the obvious cannot be stated; Michael Vick is a better man, a far-better man than Joe Paterno . . . . That’s right, go ahead and say it, repeat after me; “Michael Vick is a better man than Joe Paterno . . .!” It surely seems the thought is but-a-given, an obvious fact and conclusion any sane individual would come to, but not in these so-called United States of America, not when race is apart of the equation. Dogs have more value than young boys when the issue becomes Black and White. Killing dogs, even brutally killing man’s best friend, while betting on the outcome of dog-fights . . .pales, it all pales in-comparison to giving the winky-wink to your buddy to rape young boys. End of story, hit the lights, let’s go. Nonetheless . . . that is precisely what Paterno provided his top assistant, Jerry Sandusky with, and his anointed Penn State pigskin program with – the cover, the camouflage needed to keep-on keepin’ on. Now what isn’t pale enough is Vick’s skin color. Vick is Black, Paterno is White; those are the essential elements which will allow “Main-Stream USA” to rationalize, minimize, and perhaps justify Paterno’s actions and inactions in this horrific matter. Have no doubt about it – skin color, and the role it plays in American culture and society is a deciding one. Vick will remain hated and despised by the millions who make-up the US High Court Of Public Opinion , while Paterno will find empathy, sympathy, understanding and forgiveness out there in the Heartland of USA . . . . It’s the same mentality you’ll see exhibited when it comes to the Aurora Colorado movie theater mass murderer, James Holmes. A certain large slice of this nation will somehow see him as a human. That would not be the case had his skin been Black or Brown or he worshiped Allah instead of the baby Jesus. Now yet with Sandusky’s deeds being so- dastardly, and the public pressure being so-great . . .what goes without question – the correct decision was made when the Penn St. Grand Poo-Pahs decided to take-down the oversized stature of Patero erected in front of the University’s football stadium declaring him a living saint. Next, the NCAA gods ought descend from their mountain top thrones and should have render the death penalty upon Penn state football, lay-it to rest for a year or two. For such a “situation” to exist, the “hear/see nor speak-no-evil syndrome must run-deep. Perhaps there ought be talk of erasing victories, for surely Paterno made a pack with the devil where-in Pa’ traded young boys for the right to operate a football program. That makes the program an illegal one, no? had the truth been known how very unhappy Happy Valley really was, players instrumental in the Nittany lions success would have opted for other programs, there’s no debate about that is there? Might the greatest college coach of all-times be Grambling State’s Head Coach Eddie Robinson? Paterno won football games, yes, but the issue at hand here is – to what lengths, what extents did this man go-to to ensure his gridiron glory? Did he allow the sacrificing of young boys by Jerry Sandusky, his right-hand man, to go unpunished in-order to not “rock-the-boat?” Not interrupt or disrupt his recruiting efforts? Not slow the money train which Patero laid the tracks for, was the engineer and conductor for? In other words, was Paterno willing to win . . . by any means necessary? Did the end, the victories and moo-lah justify any means required? Yes, of-course they did. Paterno turned both a death-ear and a blind-eye- to the cries of young boys being sodomized, anally raped and forced to perform oral sex on Sandusky . . . to guarantee nothing like that “got out” and painted, tainted the pristine image of Penn State Football, and poison the money trees growing in Happy Valley Pa. The college football world today is struggling with “how to” deal with such an ugly situation as we’ve here – and still preserve the legend of a Great White Hope in a once racially segregated game. A game which is unquestionably, in the bigger picture, a battlefield in the great cultural war America is engaged in, the battle for the heroes, demons,, winners and losers in the stories we tell and the songs we sing. The sport which is struggling to find White guys who excel within the sport. College coaching, still a good ol’ boys country club is one of the last remaining bastions of fake, artificial, man-made make-believe White male superiority, the last place where the competition is fixed to ensure White guys win. Paterno was elevated by cheerleading sports writers and rabid fans to sainthood, given some Sheriff Andy Taylor status within the culture of NCAA Football, he created college football’s Mayberry RFD, except his deputy couldn’t hold a football to Barney Fife . . . . No instead he was holding young boys down and molesting them, while Paterno did nothing. Or so goes the tale today, next year we may have discovered Joe Paterno partook in such perverted activities. At this point . . . who is to dare-say what happened, and what could have not happened? Not to mention; the school’s top-tier administrators we’re in on the cover-up, President Graham Spanier, Senior Vice-President for Finance and Business Gary Schultz and Athletic Director Tim Curley, and . . . there’s still the issue of how a police detective on this case was found dead. What did he discover that most likely lead to his demise? Might I humbly suggest Paterno merely applied the same mentality if not exact mindset the illustrious founding fathers of this country used in constructing the American Empire – “just get her done . . .” That’s the obvious coalition; certain people don’t matter in the minds of many. Paterno, like President George Washington, Andrew Jackson or Abraham Lincoln – looked the other-way on matters which really mattered; Lincoln openly and freely admitted he didn’t give a damn about the Black slaves, the Civil War was about something else in his mind, as well as Jackson orchestrated the Trail of Tears” forcing American natives off their land . . . by any means required. Indians were not people, but rather Red savages. The “All-American Way . . . ” stealing land, forcing some people to work it for free, forcing others to work it for pennies, forcing young boys into showers to satisfy the sexual desires of key coaching personnel . . . what’s the difference? Vick’s the poster-child for the evil, criminal element within American Sports, unbelievable when you look at what played-out at Penn State.