This is basically how I felt in Minneapolis every time I tried to get on the lightrail with my bike before a Twins game.

Hell is other people’s religious icons / sporting events.

nsomn:

Sartre was onto something when he said “Hell is other people”, but he just wasn’t specific enough. Hell is one million catholic teenagers descending like a swarm of locusts to trash your city and make life unbearable. Jaime actually elbowed a kid in the face last night so that the crowd would move and let us out of the train.  I was so angry when we finally got up to street level that I was shaking and swearing at everyone in sight. I’ve never been so angry in public before! I don’t even want to venture out of the house today, because if I get pushed off the sidewalk one more time by a solid wall of young pissants singing hymns and waving a giant flag, I will… I don’t know what I’ll do. Just thinking about it gives me a rage blackout.

I don’t give two farts about the pope, but I plead that next time he comes it’s for a World Middle-Aged Housewives Day.

HALF TIME !

"When you read something you think is bullshit, you’re gonna respond passionately. Was I appropriate? No. Am I proud? Not even a little. It’s embarrassing. But the internet got the best of me."

A journalist finds his trolls. “Tracking down my online haters” (via Joe)

Water consumption in Canada during the Olympic gold medal hockey game:

“The first period ends. Time to pee. The second period ends. Time to pee. The third period ends. Time to pee. Consumption goes way down when Canada wins and during the medal ceremony.

“Canada: the country that pees together stays together”

"Brain Game"

speakingoffaith:

Trent Gilliss, online editor

Malcolm Gladwell’s article has been garnering a lot of attention in the media lately for his comparisons of football players and dogs fighting in the ring. It’s a fine piece, but Jeanne Marie Laskas’ investigative work that appeared earlier in GQ is better. A bold statement for me considering how much I enjoy reading Gladwell’s work.

Laskas focuses on the human toll of those forgotten players who suffer in solitude, the ethic of a multi-billion dollar industry who buries its head in the sand, and the fight of an outlier to seek truth according to his personal morality and his religious convictions. Laskas’ article is a blue-collar testimony to great journalism. She puts the human being and the moral dilemma at the center of the story, which, I hope, moves powerful interests to act for the good of those former NFL players who are suffering and have little means to live the rest of their days in relative comfort.

(photo: “Headless” by Albert Cesario)

I’m gonna have to second this one … Gladwell’s reporting hits you in the head (no pun intended), but Laskas’ writing goes for the gut.

The Dayton Triangles were Dayton, Ohio’s first professional football team. Their home field was in Dayton’s Triangle Park.

(photo via mem45414)