Sometimes players do not know when the end is the end and others want to manipulate the system to end on their terms.
Carson Palmer and Brett Favre are both scenarios in one.
Palmer realized after signing a multi-million (i.e. multi-10s-of-millions) dollar deal that getting a little garbage thrown on his lawn and having his wife throw a hissy fit was too much for his laissez-faire, pay check collecting attitude and commenced to sell his multi-million dollar house for about 10 percent less than what he was asking (hint: he still made money—so don't cry for him much).
Over the course of his career, Palmer was catered to and given the rare five star treatment that likely caused Bengals' owner Mike Brown heart palpitations in the manner that even Scrooge McDuck of Ducktales fame would have been aghast by. (Why? Because even a pigeon could make more money with an NFL franchise than Mike "I have Shorts with Hershey Squirts from the 1950s because I am too cheap to buy more tighty whities" Brown). Fast forward to August 28, and the naive Palmer has put not only himself but also his brother out of a job in the name of a principle which is that the Bengals do not deserve him.
Likely, he thought Brown would not draft another quarterback and let little brother start. Brown may be cheap but he has not been hit on the head nearly as many times as you have, Palmer. Now wifey is home with the twins and Jordan is home alone (he does look like a somewhat post-pubescent Macaulay Culkin). Where does that leave Palmer? Undermining the entire NFL in his pursuit to undermine the Cincinnati, Ohio, franchise which is lucky any year that the ownership actually signs someone or remain at status quo.
Brett Favre reminds me of the scene from Ace Ventura Pet Detective: When Nature Calls. Every time I see that scene where the stewardess asks Ace if he would like some peanuts, her lisp makes it sound like she is asking about penis. Never more was this more inappropriate than when a bored Favre decided to send pictures of his peanuts to a Jets sideline reporter. Yet that was not even the beginning—and I know Palmer is taking notes at this point—as in order to get to the Jets, Favre set back the Green Bay Packers a year or two and his legacy in Green Bay permanently by unretiring and showing up at training camp to undermine Aaron Rodgers. Favre was never as dominant as Rodgers was last season but he certainly delayed that inevitable championship by forcing a trade at the expense of the team and team leadership. (Every hit that Favre absorbed in his injury laden final year was music to my ravenous ears).
So what is the conclusion? That players should inherit bans for not showing up—not be granted the benefit of holdout status and that retirements should not be undone because of a second guess without more significant leverage in favor of the team's opinion and success of the league. Does a team associated with a city inherit its collective status by being a group or by being represented by an individual?
If Carson Palmer shows up at the end of this preseason or at the beginning of the next, he should not be allowed to enter any facility associated with the NFL. His status is up in the air this late in the preseason meaning that he should be automatically labeled retired (the choice needs to be made for him by not only the league but also the NFLPA—if it has any pride). Similarly, Brett Favre should be considered retired by both organizations for failure to do the one thing that both he and Palmer have in common—caring more about themselves than the team.