Watching world cup soccer today on a very large television, I am largely intimidated. The game was riveting, I'm not making a fuss about the game of soccer. This not about the National Anthem that was played at the beginning, which sounded like Deutchland Uber Alles. There were no lyrics, just military enthusiasm in instrumental form, but if there had been lyrics, they might have been, "We have completed ethnic cleansing, have never been more buff and are fucking proud."
But it wasn't the music that put me off. It was the way both teams look like Aryan archetypes of the master race. It looked like Hitler's status as first runner-up at WW 2 may have been posthumously advanced. The Nazis who fled to Argentina should be especially proud of the remarkable resemblance their adopted team had to the German one. At least two countries on the globe are practicing some lean, mean eugenics.
Maybe I'm just too old to assimilate cultures more distant than the convenience store down the street. There was a terrifying official on the side lines. He was a short old man with a gigantic bald head, the only person on the field in a blue business suit, who looked as much like a geneticist/vivisectionist/fearless leader as possible. I have no idea who he was or what he was doing there, but it could have been to bask in the glory of his best human experiments. Looked like they worked out swell.
But it wasn't the music that put me off. It was the way both teams look like Aryan archetypes of the master race. It looked like Hitler's status as first runner-up at WW 2 may have been posthumously advanced. The Nazis who fled to Argentina should be especially proud of the remarkable resemblance their adopted team had to the German one. At least two countries on the globe are practicing some lean, mean eugenics.
Maybe I'm just too old to assimilate cultures more distant than the convenience store down the street. There was a terrifying official on the side lines. He was a short old man with a gigantic bald head, the only person on the field in a blue business suit, who looked as much like a geneticist/vivisectionist/fearless leader as possible. I have no idea who he was or what he was doing there, but it could have been to bask in the glory of his best human experiments. Looked like they worked out swell.
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