Lots of things have a tendency to piss me off or cause me enough personal discomfort to ramble about them within the confines in my blog.
Last week (when this was actually written…I’m lazy, get off my back) the genius known as Plaxico Burress (yes that is his real name, no I did not misspell it, yes spell-check is underlining both names in red) who is a wide receiver for the New York Giants recently shot himself in the leg. Apparently he was in a night club, thugged out with sweatpants, a tall tee, jewelry, and most likely a new York fitted cap and a slew of snowbunnies (although reports of the last two aren’t officially confirmed.) He reached for something and dropped his gun and while reaching for it, shot himself. Now…I don’t know much about guns, but aren’t they supposed to have a safety or something on them? Why on earth wasn’t he using the safety? What on earth would possess a grown man to have a loaded and live gun in the front of his pants exposed to his other pistol without using the safety. At this point common sense gets thrown out of the window, and it is about instinct. It is the instinct of EVERY man belonging to a cognitive, sentient species in the UNIVERSE to protect his reproductive organs. It doesn’t matter if the man is a two year old or an 82 year old, it doesn’t matter if the guy is gay, straight, bisexual, whatever. The only thing touching the wang should be for cleaning or pleasure (although the two don’t have to be mutually exclusive.) He might just win the dumb F*** of the year award. He deserves whatever legal sentence and league penalty he gets just for putting his little quarterback in danger.
However, this sad case is just a side effect of a bigger problem in the world of professional (and to a lesser extent) college athletics. You have these high profile millionaires (or soon to be millionaires) who are targeted because of their wealth and status. Each time they go outside at night their life is in danger just for being ultra talented at a sport. Yes, there are things that can be said about the flashing jewels and ‘making it rain’ in strip clubs, but the fact of the matter is that these athletes that are being assaulted are the victims. No one (at least no decent human being) would claim that a woman who had just been raped was at fault for her being raped. Yeah, she could have covered up more or not been as misleading, but being perceived as a slut doesn’t constitute rape. Now, with these kinds of cases happening in the news all the time, of course young athletes (a substantial number of which come from impoverished neighborhoods and areas with higher than normal violence) would want to protect themselves with the images they are seeing about people like them getting attacked. Personally I have no problem with this as it is the right of every individual to protect themselves and their families. As long as people go about obtaining a gun in a legal manner and follow all the correct steps in getting a firearm, then it’s our second amendment. They should go for it. After all…

FIGURE 54.1: “It’s cold on these streets”
SIDENOTE: However, I do think that current gun legislation needs to be revamped. I might do a post on it later, if I care enough. Oh well.
Enter the mailman. He was on ESPN talking about something that he has no business talking about. He is one of the most outspoken people on gun rights, and one of the faces of the Black section of the NRA. Yes, I respect and admire the man, but he was running his mouth about professional athletes not needing to protect themselves with guns and body guards. He said something along the lines of “Who are you pissing off that you need a gun?” Well Karl Malone…here is what I think. You are Karl Malone. You spend almost your entire career in Utah (when you were out hunting little Mexican girls). Utah is the LEAST gangster state in the United States of America. I would say on the continent of North America, but then you run into that pesky Canada problem.
SIDENOTE: It has actually been proven with painstaking research that there are less actual thugs in the state of Utah than there are enrolled in college. Seriously, the US census did another study similar to their finding about real thugs in college (turns out there are 0 thugs enrolled in college.) Some might say that there is no number less than zero that can describe people. I say they’re wrong. Since there are less than zero thugs in Utah, every time a true thug goes to Utah (mainly for some form of athletic competition), not only do they cease to become a thug, a true thug in the state of California dies. Thus balancing out the universe.
I agree that many of these contemporary athletes are flashing their guns in the front of their pants to be gangster and stunt. But there are a few that actually care about protecting themselves and their families. The late Sean Taylor is a prime example of the worst case scenario. Many people believe he would still be alive today if he had protection (and I ain’t talkin’ prophylactics.) The most thugged out people Karl Malone had to deal with in Utah were belligerent Mormon solicitors and while they are fearless when it comes to spreading the word of Joe Smith, true thugs they are not. Don’t no thugs ride around on bicycles with helmets! That is not gangster. NOT! GANGSTER! Hall of Famer, yes. Second best player never to win a title, yes. Hood…not so much. Please Karl Malone. Have a cup of teabag…hmmm salty, just like Utahans like it.
P.S. I know this post was mostly about Plaxico, I don’t care. Save your comments. THANKS!





