So I was watching football on campus the other day (I still don’t have cable, so I get my TV entertainment on a college campus of all places. Pray for me, y’all), when I heard about Kansas City Chief running back Larry Johnson hurling gay slurs about his coach, and then posting them on his Twitter. Things got worse for Johnson when he – while engaging in a verbal spat with a fan – retorted “think bout a clever diss then that wit ur fag pic. Christopher street boy. Is what us east coast cats call u.” [My translation: Think about a (more) clever diss than that (whatever “that” is), with that fag picture of yours. Folks like us on the East Coast call people like you “Christopher Street boys.”]. I later learned that the Christopher Street boy line is slur to homosexual men who frequent bars and clubs on the famous Christopher Street in Manhattan.
The league subsequently fined Johnson $213 g’s for his comment. Regardless to how you feel about the gay agenda in this country, I think this was a little excessive; especially considering all the other mess which happens in the world in and out of the sports. But one thing is certain: I’m not shedding any tears for Larry Johnson. Maybe this will be a learning experience for him.
Lesson one: Contray to beliefs, cheap shots at socially marginalized groups are not so cheap after all. Lesson learned, dawg.
Lesson Two: Users of Twitter, Facebook, MySpace, blogs, and the hoards of other social networking out there, get it through your heads that what you post can (and, in many circumstances, will) come back to bite you. Even if you have profiles set for privacy, people who subscribe to your site(s) can still disseminate your stuff and carry your message with or without your knowledge. To this day, I still can’t understand how so many people – celebs or regular joes alike – are unable to come to terms with that. Ben Franklin once said the only way for three people to keep a secret is if two of them are dead. Same rule applies to social networking. If a person can see your stuff on their screen, you’re setting yourself up for disaster. Is it REALLY so hard to understand?!
Lesson Three: Interestingly, the Stonewall Inn riot on Christopher Street was one of the pivitol moments propeling the gay rights movement. It was only when a bunch of gay people sick of being harassed made a conscious decision to stand up for themselves and fight an oppressive system. Meanwhile, the only time you see most athletes and entertainers collectively standing up for anything is when it involves their already inflated salaries or when it comes to rallying behind known rapists. I admit I’m not completely down the homosexual agenda (with gay marriage in particular. But then again, I’m generally anti-relationship all across the board, so consider the source), but it takes far more courage and nobility to be an anti-oppression activist on Christopher Street than it does to organize a strike because the NFL is only paying you a $5 million salary when you think you deserve $5.5 million. Simply put, being gay and being a weak punk are not interchangable. So, sorry Larry: that was a bad analogy dude.
J Smooth, as always, puts it best: