Today we found out that an athlete, an NFL player in particular, killed his girlfriend and then himself. Of course, all of the headlines are lamenting about the athlete.
The athlete? Who the fuck cares! A spoiled, out-of-reality moron? Who cares, I repeat. What about the poor woman? A young woman who will never have the chance to succeed, fuck up, cry, or even laugh ever again. Or, worst of all, never be a mother to her child. No, instead, all the press is worried about is the ‘high profile’ athlete.
This is wrong on so many levels it isn’t even funny. This coward, a person (he does not deserve to be called a man) decides to takes another persons life and then, because he has neither the courage nor maturity to face the consequences of his actions, takes the easy way out by killing himself.
Our society’s adulation of people who do not deserve it breed this type of cretin. It is obvious that this person has gotten away with most everything in life based upon his physical characteristics and not his intellect (of which, I am sure he had little to none).
How many times in high school was he allowed to re-take a test because he didn’t feel like taking it originally. How many times was he allowed to skate on a paper in college because he had a game coming up. And, not to beat a dead horse, how many times did he get away with traffic infractions in Kansas City due to his celebrity status?
Rest in peace, Kasandra Perkins. Unfortunately, your death will be blamed on repeated injuries to the head or other such drivel instead of the honest answer that your life was unfortunately ended by a society that refuses to hold gifted athletes to standards that ordinary people are held to.
