Random droppings and Irreverent, forsooth!
TeamSpeedKills, an SEC sports blog on SBNation, posted a roundup of yesterday’s news that included both mention of the passing of the University of Georgia’s bulldawg mascot, UGA VII, and (further down the same page) mention of some foolish-sounding title of a Klansman. I didn’t follow the link to see what it was about, I refuse to give such people the attention they crave - but TSK, it should be pointed out, linked to it with specific derision in mind. It occurs to me that this is the South: a study in contrasts. We all care that a dawg died, even though it was the mascot of a team that most of us don’t like; but any news about some group of racist assholes who have been responsible for the murders of hundreds and thousands of human beings? That’s just business as usual.
Well, screw that.
There really isn’t anything else to say. I’m no Georgia fan, but I’d rather lose every single human being* who has even worn a Klan nightgown** than to lose a single UGA. I hope there are plenty of slow kitties there in heaven for you, UGA VII.
Next post will be something light and fluffy again, butterflies and rainbow and pretty pictures of busy little bees or something else. Perhaps I’ll talk about who I’d rather have been on that plane that Stevie Ray… there’s plenty of former guitarists who are now just taking up chart space.
* benefit of the doubt
** Sadly, we already lost Cleavon Little, but Gene Wilder can stay. Blazing Saddles doesn’t count. I guess Harold and Kumar probably don’t, either.
24/11/2009 at 12:27 pm Permalink
Someone else on the Electric Internets pointed out that Georgia really had a terrible day; not only did they get greased by KY on Senior Day, but their dog died.