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March 11, 2008
Laura Ingraham: There's No Crying In Football (Legend Retirement Press Conferences)
Laura Ingraham's pretty down on Brett Favre's tearful performance.
Here are two of her quotes (more at the link):
"All these years and I didn’t know there was a woman quarterback in the NFL.”
“That’s a great message for young boys. Get up there and act like a girl.”
I'm not as angry as BrewFan is, but for crying out loud, Laura. Try not to descend into self-parody just to get some "hot" radio.
The joke runs that a man's only allowed to cry at the birth of his children and the death of his parents. Well, that's a good starting point, but I think we can also add in walking away from a career one loves while simultaneously having people beam well-wishes and prayers at you.
That last part is a big one: If a guy gets an entirely undeserved outpouring of support from strangers but doesn't get teary eyed, well, that guy is either so arrogant to believe he deserves it or just without normal human emotion.
It's a sort of overwhelming feeling to get that sense of intense support from one person, never mind a roomful.
So come on, Laura. Lighten up. And butch up, too. Yeah, butch up. Because if you're doing this Brett-Favre-is-a-big-fat-blubbering-pussy schtick you're not really as flinty-tough as advertised. It's pantomime.
It isn't that any of this is hurtful or insulting; it's not. It's too silly to be. It's just that it's pure ass.
Besides, there's a biological explanation for getting all weepy in such a situation: mirror neurons. You see someone yawn, you yawn. You see someone kick their shin into a table, you wince. You see a bunch of people getting teary on your behalf, you get teary back.
They seem to be the biological mechanism for visceral, emotive empathy.
Seriously, it wasn't me being a pussy over the weekend with my let's-not-fight-post. It was my gaywad mirror neurons.