There is nothing more un-American than the concept of the King.
The title, after all, is granted to one of noble lineage, who by no merit of his own, is granted the right to dominate the lives of his subjects—often claiming their property, accomplishments and money as his own, if only to further a vainglorious attitude of entitlement.
The founding fathers found this concept so repugnant that they forged a nation in direct opposition to the King.
The French followed suit, sending the King's head rolling down the street.
The Brit's preserved the King, but relegated him to obscurity.
After year's of dormancy it seems that America, the very nation that sent the King into oblivion, has spawned another.
LeBron James is "the King."
Although, I've always thought this was simply a misguided nickname speaking more to entitlement rather than greatness, it seems that Mr. James is finally starting to believe the hype.
You see, James got dunked on this week and threw a royal tantrum.
During a session at LeBron's Nike-sponsored skills camp, "the King" got posterized by Xavier's Jordan Crawford via a vicious two-handed slam that got a charge out of all who witnessed it.
Apparently, though, Nike doesn't think we should all be "witness" to this.
Shortly afterward, James was seen talking to Nike officials who promptly confiscated all footage of the event, even though the media had been invited to film without restriction.
And though questions abound about the legality of this course of action, as the first amendment was generally crafted to avoid the suppression of information imposed by the King, it's more the action itself that speaks so poorly of the Cleveland forward.
Does LeBron actually think he's the King?
Does he think that he can so easily snatch the glory from a young kid who could've used the publicity and a little dap?
Would it be so humiliating?
I mean, damn. What's next? Stealing candy from babies?
LeBron, it's time for you to realize that you're just a basketball player. Sure, you may be the best around, but this by no means entitles you to erase the accomplishments of another simply to avoid a minor embarrassment.
This also furthers a rather disturbing trend between "the King" and the media. From leaving his teammates to take the heat for a playoff exit to outright censorship, one wonders if NBA players should now be schooled in democracy classes before entering the league.
Mostly, I feel a bit sorry for Crawford, who even if he never makes it in the NBA, would've been able to show his grandkids the day he dunked on "the King."
In this sense, LeBron has robbed the kid—of his moment and his history.
You're not the King LeBron, you're a thief. So do the right thing and give the kid his footage back.
America has never had much of a taste for Kings, believing that greatness was solely a product of deed rather than title.