Well, I didn't exactly take a day off... but my schedule out here has been surprisingly hectic.
As a result, I'm rushed to put anything up at all, but here goes.
I haven't said much of anything about Michael Vick and the dogfighting. Needless to say, I'm appalled; but really, football's not my thing (...there's a surprise) and Vick is not my celebrity. Do I think the NFL has a problem? Sure, but they're also giving the public what it wants, and I tend to think that the sports industries create problems like Vick and then throw up their hands when they turn out to have problems. Someone, somewhere, should have seen this coming.
I'd like, though, to highlight this post from newfound friend Deborah Newell, a/k/a litbrit, with whom I have lively conversations and whose prose is quite impressive. You should be reading her (and I should get off my lazy ass and add a link. It's on my list). On the topic of Vick, she references the Morning Joe show (more on Scarborough in a moment) and then makes a good point:
Don't get me wrong: I am fully supportive of throwing the book at Vick. Readers know how I feel about people who harm animals--Robert and I have rescued numerous sick, abandoned, and wounded dogs and cats since we first met, and our own gentle Pit Bull, Winston, was shot several times by a drunken and larcenous neighbor last month (Winnie's doing beautifully, by the way). We were naturally upset--make that outraged--to learn of Vick's abuses. But what Joe Scarborough says is true: women are raped and beaten, abused and imprisoned and murdered all the time, by professional athletes as well as men in every profession and plenty of unemployed ones, too--in every state of this nation. Yet when was the last time we saw video of people outside courthouses carrying signs and banners, demanding that these abusers and murderers be held accountable under the law?
I agree. Vick's case has become so sensationalized (my seatmate on the flight out to LA said "what a convenient time to find Jesus"), that we tend to lose sight of the fact that the NFL has thrown the book at the dog-killer, but can't seem to do anything about spousal abuse. Read the whole thing. I may not want all anger all the time, but a fresh dose of controlled outrage is sometimes very well placed. This one of those times.