We Should Be Ashamed Of Our Priorities Today

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We Should Be Ashamed Of Our Priorities Today

Please let me preface this by stating this article is not intended to steal any thunder from Mark Gunza. Mark posted an article on Jan. 16, 2008 which was titled “Doing Right Thing Should be Rewarded: Not the Other Way Around”. This was an excellent piece and I could not possibly agree with the author’s views any more than I do.

This is intended to bolster his points. I am attempting to support all of Mr. Gunza’s contentions he touched on in the story.

In today’s world full of skewed priorities it does not surprise me in the least that I am the only one who responded to this article. I wish more of you would take time out of your busy schedule to read it.

They are just like us.

No matter how hard I try I cannot fathom why we put athletes and celebrities so high upon pedestals. When you really think about it they are not much different than you and I.

When their skin is broken their blood is the color red. Remove the facade of makeup, expensive hair care, and their appearance would not impress.

They appear just as rough as we do first thing in the morning. One hundred and fifty thousand dollars worth of plastic surgery can do wonders for a sagging face, and body. 

Afforded the time, and access, to equipment professional athletes are so fortunate to enjoy anyone could be as fit and ripped as they.

Believe it, or not, these types suffer embarrassing bouts with flatulence. Although they think otherwise when they exit the restroom, an unpleasant odor does actually waft through the air in the surrounding area. They are far from perfect just like every average Joe.

I pay no mind what so ever to advice Hollywood types feel the need to spew out of their mouths. They fail to realize their words are not vital to my very existence, although they’d like to believe otherwise.

It befuddles me to the core why people look up to the likes of Brittney, and Paris. When I think of these types words like selfcentered, arrogant, and obnoxious spring to mind.

The same could be applied to athletes like Dallas Cowboys wide receiver Terrel Owens as well.

I only pay attention to the “good-guys” in sports, but with the mainstream media today this seems to get more difficult with each passing day. They waste so much time on the Adam Jones and Michael Vicks.

For every one of those types there are twenty like Adrian Peterson and Warrick Dunn.

Many folks who were brought up in poverty and suffered through adversity have been motivated to succeed. These are the stories, which need to be highlighted.

That rarely is the case, because good doesn’t generate ratings nearly as much as the bad does. Shame on us.

We all must carry on following the death of loved ones.

While I surely feel for Brett Favre and Matt Cassel, or anyone else for that matter who loses a loved one, I don’t feel they did anything special following the loss of their fathers.

Each and every day hundreds, possibly thousands of average folks return to their jobs and perform well after losing someone close to them.

That is life, and it is imperative that we carry on. At the very least we owe that to the ones we have lost. Personally, I believe it would be much easier for a multimillionaire who plays a sport, or a game, for a living to get back to business as usual than all of the folks who do the same who are employed in lousy, low paying, mundane positions.

Back in 2000, we lost our beloved mother after 58 years of smoking. She was ill for 10 years, and having endured this ordeal, I was motivated to quit smoking after 24 years. I am sure there are many who experienced similar situations with loved ones who can relate.

For the final few months of her life her entire world was viewed through a hospital window. She suffered from Emphysema, Congestive Heart Failure, Diabetes and near the end suffered multiple strokes. The only comfort we could offer was to occasionally bend her stationary left limbs, or dab her pale forehead with a damp towel.

Her final request was to end her pain as I struggled to make out the words she was mouthing. The doctor insisted she would not last more than an hour without the respirator, which had been breathing for her.

The image of her frail chest violently heaving up and down will never go away. This contraption made disturbing loud noises similar to some kind of primitive manufacturing machine.

I held her tight as she drifted off to sleep. Just as in life this woman was stubborn in death as I maintained my embrace while she hung on for three more hours. I had to get away from there, and she finally passed the next morning.

It was a few days later when I returned to my job, which at the time involved lumping cold smelly fish in and out of trucks, and dark, dingy warehouses all over Boston.

I performed the task well, just as millions and millions of other regular Joes and Josephines have, and will in the future. I give Favre and Cassel credit, but see nothing special in what they did. Nothing what so ever.

Who says crime does not pay?

Has anyone noticed that the old adage “crime does not pay” isn’t used nearly as much as in the past? That is, because in many cases today, depending on the persons status, it just doesn’t always hold merit.

It matters not the severity of the act whether it be murder, child molestation, vehicular homicide, or embezzlement  I can give you many examples, but only have time and space for a few. There was a time in this country when anyone committing these types of crimes would end up just that an example. Not anymore.

Let’s see, O. J., Leonard Little, Michael Jackson, many prominent and trusted members of the Catholic Church, and even Massachusetts beloved Senator Edward Kennedy all fit the bill. In mine and many other people’s opinions, covering up a crime is just as bad as committing it.

Contrary to what many people believe, the Chappaquiddick “incident” actually did take place. At least according to eyewitness accounts provided by Senator Kennedy’s own cousin and lawyer, Joseph Gargan. His conscience forced him to reveal all in 1988, twenty years after the July 1969 car accident.

I believe the world could use many more people like Mark Gunza. It would surely make it a much better place to live. Mr. Gunza I thank you, and you surely have a new fan.

Ken Knight is an aspiring writer and author of a book released in Aug. 2008 titled "New England Bandwagon Nation".  Ken is also a contributing writer on sportslore.com.

 

 

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