As this quarter comes to a close (yes, another post about college), I’m reminded of the academic progress I’ve made–not only through this quarter, but also through my entire life.
I think about the connections and satire between works, and I think back to how I would never have been able to make these connections when I was younger.
But as I was reflecting on my analytical life, I wondered, “why do we do these things?” Why do we have to analyze everything we do? Why must we analyze what people say, write, or think? Everybody just lives and dies anyway. There’s no point in becoming more intelligent.
Then it hit me. We need to become more intelligent so we can leave a better world for tomorrow–so our kids don’t make the same mistakes we did.
And even though this should be the general process of thought, it doesn’t always work out the way it should. Take, for example, the Holocaust and the discrimination in America in the 60s. Those were the epitome of barbarism. We tried to control nature, and by doing so, we ended up destroying ourselves.
It’s surprising that human nature still dominates over morals. Of course, that might not always be a good thing, either, but we can see this back on the rise. I soon see the further discrimination of gays in the near future.
It’s a storm that’s coming. And we can’t do anything about it.
I went to a football game today. I can’t tell if I enjoyed it or not–I felt really ambivalent about it as I was leaving. I had always known that football was popular, but I didn’t know just how popular it was.
There was a little over 62,000 people in the stadium tonight. With a max capacity of 67,000, that’s pretty good. Especially considering that tickets were around $100 each.
That’s six million dollars. They made six million dollars in one night. 62,000 people came together to watch grown men chase each other and fight over a little ball while wearing tights. And when the dudes aren’t running, there’s a troupe of girls wearing tight, revealing clothing dancing on the sidelines. I questioned, why? Then I realized that a lot of the six million would be going to each of them. So much that they don’t have to find other jobs.
I was shocked. The behavior I saw was so….. primitive. We come together to watch feats of brute strength, and when we aren’t we’re just satisfying the lustful parts of our brains. All the while, we’re drinking beer and making raucous noises at the players. There’s no thought. There’s no respect. The behavior doesn’t suggest intelligent life. There could be gorillas in the stands and we wouldn’t be able to tell the difference.
That’s the other thing, too. The sportsmanship wasn’t bad. It was nonexistent. Every time the Visitor team (in this case it was the Eagles) had the ball, everybody in the crowd would jeer in a seemingly total drop of sportsmanship.
I think I now understand why football is so popular. Because it’s exciting, sure, but it also allows you to act like a caveman without people giving you weird looks. Because they’re also doing it.
Put 62,000 cavemen in a stadium and have them watch a bunch of guys tackle each other. What’s the product?