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Tell Me More About Earth Hour, Tom Brady

May 3rd, 2015 - 11:58 am

“McCarren airport so packed with private jets of the rich and famous that officials had to close it to new flights,” the London Daily Mail reports after the Mayweather-Pacquiao fight yesterday.

The article also has a photo captioned, “The star members of the New England Patriots — including quarterback Tom Brady — took a private jet to attend both the Kentucky Derby and the boxing match in one day.”

So we’re done now with this pose, right Tom?

As of 2008, The World Wildlife Federation’s mission statement, which produced the above PSA featuring Brady, boasted of “protecting natural areas and wild populations of plants and animals, including endangered species; promoting sustainable approaches to the use of renewable natural resources; and promoting more efficient use of resources and energy and the maximum reduction of pollution.” What would they say about one of its spokesmen jetting across the country yesterday to merely take in a boxing match and horse race? (Not to mention all of the jet travel the quarterback does for his day job in the fall.)

Actually, they’d want to know if Brady can come along on one of their private jet-based “eco-tours” of exotic far-off lands.

As the Insta-Professor is wont to say when confronted with hypocritical eco-warriors (is there any other kind?), “I don’t want to hear another goddamn thing about my carbon footprint.”

Related: “WikiLeaks: Environmentalist Leonardo DiCaprio Used Sony Private Jet Like a Taxi Between LA and NYC.”

“Tim Tebow will sign a deal with the Philadelphia Eagles on Monday, per reports from Fox Sports’ Jay Glazer and ESPN’s Adam Schefter,” the Dallas Morning News claims today:

Tweeted Glazer: Eagles spent time w Tebows qb coach Tom House and are convinced he’s improved a lot. if he hasn’t no harm no foul as they have roster spots. … Eagles looking for a fourth QB for their offseason program but it’s Tebows best chance to get back in the league

Schefter reported: “Before signing Tebow, the Eagles first wanted to try to trade backup quarterback Matt Barkley. But when the team could not get enough in return, it decided to bring in Tebow anyway so that he could be present for the team’s entire off-season program.”

The sides have agreed to the deal. The Eagles’ off-season program begins tomorrow.

Tebow, 27, hasn’t played since being released by the New York Jets in June 2014. He spent last season as an analyst for the SEC Network.

If he were to join the Eagles, he would join Mark Sanchez, the QB he competed with during his tenure with the Jets.

From PETA’s worst nightmare Michael Vick to the proselytizing Tebow in the space of six years — that’s got to be quite a rollercoaster ride for Philadelphia sports fans.

(Sure they could use a little churchin’ up, as Cab Calloway told Jake and Elwood, but how will notoriously riotous Eagles fans take to Tebow?)

Update: The Teagles?

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When Truthers Collide!

February 20th, 2015 - 1:28 pm

NBC: “Some Seattle players believe decision to throw was made to get Russell Wilson Super Bowl MVP:”

Former Seahawks receiver Ben Obomanu joined Brian Abker of Sports Radio 950 KJR in Seattle on Wednesday and said he’s heard from current players on the team that believe the decision to throw on second-and-goal at the 1-yard line was rooted in a desire by the coaching staff to make Russell Wilson the MVP instead of running back Marshawn Lynch.

“I’ve heard a couple people express that sentiment,” said Obomanu, who played for Seattle from 2008-12. “A couple players, current players, have expressed that sentiment and I can give them some leeway because I know it’s hard to process and when you take a step back and you take a couple weeks post-game, post the emotions running, you start trying to find questions to ask yourself and when you get back with your parents, your friends, your buddies, all these kind of ideas creeping in. I think though some guys have expressed that same concept of actually believing that the organization in some kind of way was trying to allow Russell Wilson to be the star.

“With the whole thing with Marshawn and interviews and not giving interviews and the MVP conversation and cars and all those things that happen on the field, the guys have expressed ideas of it being easier to handle Russell Wilson accepting those kind of things and having that kind of thrust upon him as opposed to the possibilities that are unknown with Marshawn. I don’t know if guys actually believe it. I don’t know if they’re hearing it from family and friends but that’s one, I don’t know if you guys have heard it, but that’s one of the craziest kind of things that I’ve heard in my conversations with guys trying to process this whole thing.”

As NBC notes, “the thought the coaches were trying to do anything outside of winning the game seems pretty ridiculous for many reasons,” but, “no matter how silly they may sound, there is something about believing in nefarious circumstances in an otherwise simple situation that captures the imagination.”

Just ask Pete Carroll, a 9/11 conspiracy theorist, who now has to deal with conspiracy theories undermining his team’s moral. Couldn’t happen to a nicer truther.

Fear and Loathing at the Nanny Bowl

February 2nd, 2015 - 11:01 am


What were they thinking last night?

After then-NFL commissioner Pete Rozelle invented the Super Bowl in the mid-1960s, the contours of the game slowly evolved over the years: the games themselves were often blow-outs (QED, such snooze fests as Super Bowl XX with the Bears and Patriots, and Super Bowl XXVII with the Cowboys and Bills), but the ads were lots of fun. With first cable and then the World Wide Web increasingly fracturing mass media, the Super Bowl is the only national sports event decided in one night; and outside of presidential elections, the one recurring media event an increasingly fractured America still shares. So starting with one of the first Super Bowl-only ads, the legendary Ridley Scott-directed 1984-inspired Apple advertisement to launch the Macintosh, Madison Avenue ad reps began to use the platform to have fun. Ad reps created brilliant demo reels for themselves, and buzz for the clients’ products, which sometimes, with a little luck, even translated into increased sales.

That formula began to grate a bit in the postmodern naughts, as a formula began to evolve that featured men as the butts of jokes, part of a larger trend in the media overculture that Glenn Reynolds and others were first commenting on well over a decade ago. But those seem like pretty carefree days compared to what we witnessed last night.

Despite having two of the least-liked teams in the NFL, the game itself on the field was quite watchable, the fourth quarter as good as any in the Super Bowl, with a nail-biting final two minutes, culminating in “The worst play call in Super Bowl history” by Pete Carroll, who will soon be hiring Michael Moore and Oliver Stone to determine why the play really failed. Thank God the on-field action was so compelling, because the ads were so unpalatable. By my rough count, there were at least two ads featuring people with no legs, one with a missing father, one with misogynistic anti-male crack from comedienne Sarah Silverman, and one ad bullying a ten year old boy because he said someone “plays like a girl.” (The horror.) And perhaps most infamously based on comments on Twitter and even the London Daily Mail, one dead ten year old boy, thanks to Nationwide. (And if you don’t approve of this understandable media gruel, you’re an Internet “hater” — says Coca-Cola?)

What were their ad reps thinking last night?

A friend of mine watching the game at my house last night, a fellow member of the Vast Right Wing Conspiracy bivouacked behind enemy lines in Deep Blue Socialist California, dubbed it “The Nanny Bowl.” He’s definitely on to something. As journalist Kevin P. Craver tweeted to me last night, “I fell into an alternate universe in which the party that loses the November election gets to write the Super Bowl ads.”

Rush Limbaugh has been talking for years about how hard the left has been trying to undermine football. Between the thuggish players making regular appearances on the crime blotter and domestic violence counseling sessions, Tom Brady pimping “Earth Hour” Al Gore-style from his zillion dollar mansion, the rumors of cheating by the Pats, the on-screen politicized halftime rants by Bob Costas and other socialist justice warriors, the veteran players who’ve transformed themselves into victims, and the offseason psychodramas of the SJW print sportswriters, the train wrecks are no longer reserved for the on-field collisions, but now overshadow the game itself.

I’m hoping last night was as much of a one-off anomaly, sort of the like the 2000 Super Bowl loaded with dot.com related ads just as the first iteration of the World Web was about to go bust later that year and the next. Last year, the New York Times, house organ of the SJWs, asked, “Is It Immoral to Watch the Super Bowl?” Perhaps with that sentiment in mind, the SJWs may have finally found a way to kill interest in the NFL, by making its final game of the season utterly unwatchable.

If such ads also wreck the reputations, and hence the sales of the companies who paid for them, hey, so much the better from their perspective.

Update: “Warren Sapp Arrested For Soliciting Prostitute” this morning, according to TMZ. “Sapp was in Phoenix covering the Super Bowl for the NFL Network.”

And you thought your hangover was bad today.

More: “Over 17 Thousand People Want NBC’s NASCAR Commercial Pulled” over its joke regarding gluten. (Insert nanny state scold Sandra Fluke tut-tutting “That’s Not Funny” here. Not to mention the clip of the Jimmy Kimmel Show asking its core bobo viewers, “What is Gluten?”)  But the ad features actor Nick Offerman playing his Ron Swanson character from the NBC series Parks & Recreation, a character specifically designed to mock conservatives and libertarians, in much the same fashion that actor Stephen Colbert was playing a character parodying Fox News host Bill O’Reilly. So it’s fun indeed to watch NBC be devoured by the PC left it spent the last 20 years courting.

Besides, why is global warming-obsessed NBC in bed with NASCAR anyhow? Don’t they know, as their own deep thinking leftwing philosopher Chris Hayes noted in 2013, such a sponsorship is equivalent to slavery?

Related: “The modern left’s ideology is one big Nationwide ad. Submit to our practices or your kids will die. Only our mandated health insurance will treat your Bain cancer or protect you from global warming,” Stephen Miller writes at his Wilderness blog on last night’s debacle. At least during the Depression, Hollywood and Madison Avenue managed to be cheerful when dishing out the pro-Democrat propaganda.

Meanwhile at MSNBC, “Lefty Sports Reporter Calls NFL ‘Brain Damage For Profit,’” as spotted by NewsBusters. Unlike Fox News and to a lesser extent CNN, since MSNBC rarely has a guest on whose opinion differs from the host interviewing him, it can be safely assumed that Melissa Harris-Perry agrees with her guest. As with Hayes and NASCAR, what’s stopping her from putting her money where her guest’s mouth is, and marching down the hall to the Comcast boardroom and demanding that (a) NBC immediately cancel Sunday Night Football and (b) Comcast no longer show any football — pro, college or high school? C’mon MSNBC, show some spine — stick it to the man!

Ride the SJW Mobius Loop!

December 27th, 2014 - 6:28 pm

“ESPN Site Compares Michael Sam’s Gay Kiss to Iconic Victory Over Japan Photo,” Tim Graham writes at NewsBusters:

Oprah Winfrey’s documentary on gay NFL tryout (and washout) Michael Sam airs on Saturday night. Secular leftist journalists and gay activists desperately wanted a happier story line than the one that unfolded. What was pitched a Major Historical Moment vanished into put-on-waivers obscurity.

Bryan Curtis at ESPN’s Grantland site compared the Sam kiss, carefully choreographed for the ESPN cameras by ESPN activists (what other seventh-rounder has a camera crew?), to Victory Over Japan in 1945:

How’d you feel when you saw the kiss? You know the one I mean. If I weren’t such a jaded soul, I’d call it the V-J Day photo of 2014. Michael Sam, the defensive end who’d just been drafted by the St. Louis Rams, turns to his boyfriend, Vito Cammisano, and kisses him. Right on the mouth. Right in front of the world. Jaded soul, right? Not at that moment. I forgot all about the NFL’s long history of coded bigotry and imagined we were on a Devin Hester glide path into the future.

Is Curtis implying that Sam sexually assaulted his boyfriend? Because in 2012, that’s what one of his fellow socialist justice warriors, in this case, serving in the radical feminist corps, specifically the “everything is rape” division, declared was occurring in the legendary photograph he referred to:

A few facts have come to light. Far from being a kiss between a loving couple, we learn that George and Greta were perfect strangers. We learn that George was drunk, and that Greta had no idea of his presence, until she was in his arms, with his lips on hers.

The articles even give us Greta’s own words:

“It wasn’t my choice to be kissed. The guy just came over and grabbed!”

“I did not see him approaching, and before I knew it, I was in this vice grip. [sic]“

“You don’t forget this guy grabbing you.”

“That man was very strong. I wasn’t kissing him. He was kissing me.”

It seems pretty clear, then, that what George had committed would be considered sexual assault by modern standards. Yet, in an amazing feat of willful blindness, none of the articles comment on this, even as they reproduce Greta’s words for us. Without a single acknowledgement of the problematic nature of the photo that her comments reveal, they continue to talk about the picture in a whimsical, reverent manner, “still mesmerized by his timeless kiss.” George’s actions are romanticized and glorified; it is almost as if Greta had never spoken.

I miss the days when football was merely football, and the end of World War II was merely the end of World War II. But then, as Ace noted in his link to the 2012 SJW attempt to craft a “rape narrative” around the legendary V-J Day photo, strange things happen when narratives collide, cultures enter their decadent Weimar/Frankfurt School phase and past icons are deconstructed by the socialist left and reshaped into metaphors to advance their current cultural agendas.

Update: Gee, I didn’t think this post was that cryptic as these things go, but still, I always leave the final interpretation to the readers:

To borrow from Stanley Kubrick on one reviewer’s take on Dr. Strangelove, “I would not think of quarreling with your interpretation nor offering any other, as I have found it always the best policy to allow the [blog] to speak for itself.”

Fourth Down, IRS Audit to Go

November 3rd, 2014 - 5:20 pm

“Police: Man Arrested For Kicking Heinz Field Barriers, Trying To Bribe Officers,” CBS-Pittsburgh reports:

While at the hospital, Sapp allegedly tried to bribe officers to let him go.

According to the criminal complaint, Sapp stated, “Listen, I know how this works. How much money will it take to make this go away and to let me go home today?”

The officers informed Sapp that he could not attempt to bribe them, but Sapp continued.

“Look, I am an IRS agent and I can help you in other ways if you let me go home and make this go away.”

After being treated at the hospital, Sapp was transported to the Allegheny County Jail and was being held on $10,000 bond.

Sapp is facing a list of charges including, aggravated assault, defiant trespass, resisting arrest, recklessly endangering another person and bribery.

That detail about the heckler claiming to be an IRS agent and allegedly bribing the authorities was buried 15 paragraphs into the story, which someone at the Drudge Report picked up, resulting in its being nationally featured. Crosstown ABC affiliate WTAE confirms Sapp’s employment status:

“I can confirm that the individual in the report is an IRS employee (currently furloughed) at the IRS office in Pittsburgh. I can also note that IRS employees are held to a high ethical standard of behavior*; the outcome of any legal action may have an effect on employment status,” spokeswoman Jennifer Jenkins said in an email.

But shouldn’t the CBS affiliate have put the suspect’s place of employment into the lede and then worked backwards? I’m going to write this one off as journalistic incompetence, but there do seem to be all sorts of buried tidbits in the news over the past few days, eh?

* C’mon, stop laughing. No, really.

“Barkley was asked about a rumor that Seattle Seahawks QB Russell Wilson was getting criticism from his black teammates for not being, quote, ‘black enough,’” during an interview with a Philadelphia-area sports radio show, Alex Griswold writes at the Daily Caller:

Barkley said that young black men who do well in school are accused of “acting white” by their peers. “One of the reasons we’re never going to be successful as a whole, because of other black people. And for some reason we are brainwashed to think, if you’re not a thug or an idiot, you’re not black enough. If you go to school, make good grades, speak intelligent, and don’t break the law, you’re not a good black person. And it’s a dirty, dark secret.”

“There are a lot of black people who are unintelligent, who don’t have success,” he continued. “It’s best to knock a successful black person down because they’re intelligent, they speak well, they do well in school, and they’re successful…”

“We’re the only ethnic group who say, ‘Hey, if you go to jail, it gives you street cred.’ It’s just typical BS that goes on when you’re black, man.”

The symptoms have been known for at least the past quarter century or so; what’s the cure for the disease?

Related: The collapse of the Ferguson narrative, though the corrosive effects of its being pushed to the limit by NBC, CNN and other MSM outlets continues unabated.

In “The Media Bubble, Redskins Edition,” Sonny Bunch of the Washington Free Beacon squares the circle:

And, as I’ve noted here, there is a growing annoyance with the entertainment press—sports, film, video game writers—for being not only out of step with their readership but also frequently ignoring their subjects altogether in favor of opining on topics that are either implicitly or explicitly political in nature. I remain convinced that roughly 80 percent of the angst over #GamerGate relates to a similar notion: issues of ethics aside, gamers were tired of being told how horribly sexist and racist they were for playing games and engaging with gamer culture. As a result, they finally snapped. Similarly, I get the sense that sports fans are pretty sick and tired of being lectured on issues that are either entirely unrelated to sports (say, gun control) or, at best, marginally related to sports (the level of political correctness of a team name). You can see some of that frustration in the following data points, which track the answer to the question “Should the Redskins change their name, or not”:

Sonny links to a chart that notes:

              Should        Should Not

1992         7%                 89%

2013        11%                79%

2014       14%                83%

As he concludes:

What’s fascinating to me is the fact that, despite a near-unanimous chorus from the sports media over the last 18 months or so on the evils of the Redskins brand, “should not [change the name]” is +4 from 2013 to 2014 while “should [change the name]” is only +3. Considering that “should not” already had the support of almost four in five respondents, any uptick would have been surprising. But “should not” out-gaining “should” is downright shocking, and suggests to me that Americans, by nature a reactionary lot, are just about tired of all this silliness, thanks.

I wouldn’t name a new sports team the Redskins in 2014, just as I doubt anyone would start organizations named the United Negro College Fund or the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, as all three names have been dated by time and changing linguistic attitudes. But all three names connote often proud traditions and have hugely loyal bases of support. Not to mention — aren’t there far bigger issues in the world to fixate on than the name of an organization? (Back in July, responding to the MSM’s collective Alinsky-style panty-twist over the Redskins, Dennis Prager wrote, “Those who do not confront the greatest evils will confront much lesser evils or simply manufacture alleged evils that they then confront.”) Or as John Nolte notes at Big Journalism:

1. The common sense of the American people who understand that team names are meant to be compliments, not insults. As an example, no one has named their football team “The MSNBC Jerk-Offs.”

2. The American people understand that this obsession isn’t based on principal but rather a mainstream media that is looking for a — if you’ll pardon the expression — scalp. This is a power play, a game among insufferable elites to prove to themselves they still have power with a senseless notch in the “win” column.

Which also ties this post back to Sonny Bunch’s Beacon column, which concluded with Bunch asking, “I guess the only question is this: How long until there’s a #GamerGate for sports?”

Faster, please.

Of course, another question arises at the intersection of #GamerGate and the Redskins. Both high tech and the NFL take the support of conservatives and non-leftist fans for granted, rarely if ever paying positive lip service to them, for fear of stirring up the often fatal PC hornest’s nest. (See also: firing of Firefox’s Brendan Eich for supporting traditional marriage, the NFL rejecting Rush Limbaugh from team ownership thanks in part to a falsified Wikipedia quote, and numerous other PC scalps). When will that begin to change?


‘Don’t Ever Appear on The Daily Show’

September 24th, 2014 - 1:22 pm

Megan McCardle reminds her readers at Bloomberg View that Viacom’s faux news show loves itself plenty of dishonest ransom note editing and ambush interviews:

In mid-September, some Washington Redskins fans agreed to go on “The Daily Show” to defend the team’s name. In the course of negotiating their appearance, the fans asked whether they would be confronted by American Indians on the show. The producers said no, and then surprise! They were ambushed by irate American Indian activists.

What follows is Megan’s boilerplate PC defense of changing the Redskins’ team name, until she notes that ransom note interviews:

[Appear] to be something of a standard practice for “The Daily Show” when interviewing its ideological opponents. It is not good journalistic practice, which is why so many millennials should take Jon Stewart at his word and not treat the show as news. However, I’m sure millennials will continue to do so, and the show’s producers will continue to supply them with dubious antics, so here’s a guide for people who do not share the show’s politics but are considering going on it anyway:

  1. Don’t.
  2. If you must, bring two tape recorders, a video camera and a witness. Announce at the beginning that you are going to record this and reserve the right to release the entire recording to the public. When they tell you that they will not do the interview under those conditions, prepare to leave. There is no ethical reason that a reporter requires the ability to ask you questions without having those questions recorded. The reason they don’t want unedited audio is that you might release it and be revealed as a normal decent person, rather than a horrible fool.
  3. They may attempt to get you to stay by explaining that recording will interfere with their equipment. This is the point where you whip the video camera out of your bag and helpfully offer to videotape the interview instead. Do not, under any circumstances, allow yourself to be alone in a room with the producers and no recording device.

Of course, this has been known about the Daily Show for several years now, and about the MSM in general. When ABC’s Charlie Gibson turned his September 2008 interview with Sarah Palin into a melange of jump cuts to disparage her and help advance his (and Megan’s) preferred candidate, Glenn Reynolds advised anyone being interviewed to “Bring Your Own Camera” in a New York Post column:

So, when you sit down for an interview (unless it’s live), you’re putting yourself, like Homer, at the mercy of the editors. Usually they’re honest, but not always.

But there’s a remedy now, with technology being what it is. If I were a candidate, I think I’d bring my own camera to interviews, shoot the whole thing and post the unedited raw video on the Web.

The technology for this is easy – I’ve got a little Sony HD video camera that records on a chip and fits in a coat pocket or purse – and putting video on the Web is a snap, too.

Of course, the knowledge that this will happen is likely to be enough to keep people honest – but if anything is edited unfairly, the full video will tell the tale. No need to wait for Groundskeeper Willie to appear.

TV journalists won’t be happy with this, of course, but it’s hard to see a principled basis for objecting.

Especially since the MSM has had a reputation for ambushing anyone whose ideology they disagree with for decades; I recall reading articles that some Nixon era officials refused to go on TV interviews unless they were live. A few years before establishment liberal fossil Mike Wallace passed away at age 93, Quin Hillyer of the American Spectator described “the first time Mike Wallace had ever apologized to an elected official on air on 60 Minutes. For all I know, it still might be the only time. And 15 years later, in this age of Obama when the establishment media is hostile to conservatives, the episode still can teach lessons about how to fight back with the truth.”

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“Newly released video calls NFL action on Ray Rice into question … again; Update: NFL says they never saw it,” Ed Morrissey writes at Hot Air:

Earlier this year, we took a look at the oddly mild two-game suspension given to Baltimore Ravens running back Ray Rice for domestic violence, while at the same time the NFL handed out much longer suspensions for substance abuse and PEDs. One player got threatened with an indefinite suspension just for tweeting derogatory comments about Michael Sam during the draft, but Rice just got two weeks off with no pay for what he and his now-wife described as a mutually violent episode. At the time, the only video publicly available showed the aftermath, with Rice dragging his unconscious girlfriend out of the elevator.  — video that Roger Goodell’s office saw before handing down the much-criticized punishment:

As Ed notes, “TMZ has now published the video from the elevator camera.” It’s ugly stuff, but click over to Hot Air to see it to get an up close look at the nature of the 21st century NFL in action. And purely coincidentally, the timing of the video, released as the Ravens unveil a statue to Ray Lewis, whose role in a 2001 murder is still being debated adds yet another reminder of the increasingly thuggish nature of pro football, along with the all-too-obvious inability of higher education to install character and impulse control in the men it’s training for the future. (Rice downed a couple of cups of coffee at Rugers before deciding to enter the NFL draft rather than graduating college.)

No wonder the sports media is obsessing over the name of the Washington Redskins, despite polling indicating that a majority of fans don’t care. (At yesterday’s game against the Titans, a whopping six protestors turned out in front of the stadium in Houston.) Far better to waste ink and pixels on that topic, than write about an increasingly out of control professional sports league.



By the way, it was already gone before I hit publish on this post, but when I went into Wikipedia to check Rice’s college record, this was at the top of his profile:



This is far from the first time someone has edited Wikipedia to share with the world his low personal opinion of a pop culture figure; ahh, the “fun” of open-sourced media.

Update: You stay classy ESPN: “Ray Lewis will discuss the Ray Rice video tonight on Monday Night Countdown. The show airs at 5:00 pm ET leading into the MNF opener.” Ahh, the wonderful corporate world of Disney.

Update (11:53 AM PDT): “Breaking: Ravens terminate Ray Rice’s contract after elevator video emerges,” Allahpundit writes:

I wonder what the waiting period here is before the media “redemption” narrative begins building and other NFL teams start looking at him. Over/under is six months.

Sadly, in today’s NFL, that’s a remarkably prescient observation.

More: Greg Aiello, the NFL’s longtime spokesman tweets, “Roger Goodell has announced that based on new video evidence that became available today he has indefinitely suspended Ray Rice.”

I’m sure an hour on Oprah’s couch can get that waved, right? Just ask Michael Vick.

Meanwhile, back in academia:

Update: The Allahpundit-inspired obligatory exit quote: “I won’t call myself a failure. Failure is not getting knocked down. It’s not getting up.”

Politicizing Professional Football

September 5th, 2014 - 12:53 pm

“Exit question — did the NFL shop around to find a home for Tim Tebow?”

It’s come to this: “Even Keith Olbermann is Blasting the HuffPo for Hiring the DUI-Killing, 9/11-Truth-Peddling Donte’ Stallworth as a, Get This, ‘National Security Fellow,” Ace of Spades writes.

If you’ve missed the back story on this, here’s the Cliff’s Notes version: Earlier this week, the Huffington Post announced that they hired Donte Stallworth, (no relation to the former Pittsburgh Steelers Hall of Fame wide receiver with the same last name), who has had a middling career as an NFL player, bouncing around from the Eagles, Patriots, Browns, Ravens, and Redskins, in-between pleading guilty to DUI manslaughter.

For reasons known only to themselves, the HuffPo named Stallworth their newest hire as a “National Security Fellow.” And, to borrow the catch phrase in Ace’s headline above, get this: He’s a 9/11 “Truther:”

Hot Air covered this, noting his long history of pushing 9/11 Truth claims, such as his belief that the planes which hit the buildings that day had actually been diverted and replaced by radio-controlled drones.

This isn’t ancient history; his last tweet advancing 9/11 “Truth” conspiracy theories dates from last year.

Byers noted that some of Stallworth’s comments are well outside the mainstream:

“NO WAY 9/11 was carried out by ‘dying’ Bin Laden, 19 men who couldn’t fly a damn kite. STILL have NO EVIDENCE Osama was connected, like Iraq,” Stallworth tweeted in 2009. Stallworth also doubted tweeted, “Gggrrrrrrrrrrrrr @ ppl who actually believe a plane hit the pentagon on 9/11… hole woulda been ASTRONOMICALLY bigger, God bless lost lives.”

The former football player’s most recent tweet questioning the nature of the collapse of World Trade Center Building 7 was sent out less than a year ago, on November 24, 2013.

He should not have this job. Let me distinguish this situation from my normal take on these cases where there is a call for someone’s firing based upon unpopular statements they’ve made:

Donte Stallworth is not being hired as just an aggregator or the like. He’s being hired specifically as a National Security “fellow.”

I think it is an undebatable proposition that HuffPo would not hire someone pushing the Birth Certificate Conspiracy Theory as the “Barack Obama Biographical Fellow.”

You cannot hire a Fake Moon Landing Conspiracist as your “Space News Correspondent.” Right? I’m not saying a Fake Moon Landing Conspiracist shouldn’t be permitted to work in the media, necessarily.

But… let’s keep him away from any story involving astronauts, mm-kay? (Or, as Nina Van Horne would call them: “Actor-nauts.”)

And as Andrew Johnson notes at the Corner today, Olbermann, “the ESPN-turned-MSNBC-turned-Current-turned-ESPN host,” decided to call out his fellow far left compatriots last night on his latest cable show:

After running through Stallworth’s multiple 9/11 truther quotes from five years ago, Olbermann pointed out that Stallworth those theories only after “Huffington’s publicly stated policy of refusing to promulgate conspiracy theories, especially about 9/11, came to his attention.” Meanwhile, Stallworth didn’t just tweet about conspiracy theories 5 years ago — he did so less than a year ago.

“Your supposed news website just hired to cover national security a still theoretically active NFL player with no journalism experience who’s a 9/11 truther, supposedly reformed about being a 9/11 truther, but lying about when he reformed, and, oh by the way, pleaded guilty to killing a man with a car during a DUI five years ago,” he said. “Maybe Donté​ should have taken this in easier stages.”

Note this wasn’t a hiring misfire by an over-enthusiastic low-level HuffPo staffer; Arianna herself tweeted her blessings to the venture:

I remember an interview with Andrew Breitbart, possibly with myself or Glenn Reynolds — Andrew did countless interviews during his far-too-short lifetime — in which he noted that one of his stealth reasons for helping Arianna create the Huffington Post was that once she told him that she would work her Rolodex of celebrity contacts and invite them to blog at her nascent Website, they would drop the mask and run wild with all sorts of zany conspiracy theories — and/or express their low opinion regarding the rest of America early and often. (QED) I suspect Andrew is looking down at their latest debacle and loving every minute of it.

And as I’ve noted last month when ABC News employee Rosie O’Donnell admitted she was still truther after all these years, if you’re a Democrat who’s a truther in 2014, how much must you secretly despise recently retired President Obama?

Related: “Had Mr. Stallworth given money to Proposition 8 in California, been an advocate of traditional marriage, or suggested mankind’s involvement in climate change might be overstated, I have no doubt the Huffington Post would not have hired him,” Erick Erickson writes at Red State. “But suggest conspiracies related to vaccines and 9/11 and he is golden:”

The paths of political correctness and conformity lead to terrible places in culture. Francis Schaeffer, the theologian, wrote a remarkable book called The God Who is There in 1968. In the book, Schaeffer posits that the United States lags Europe by about thirty years in cultural shifts and he predicted a thirty year or so lag in growing secularism and conformity in the United States.

We have already reached a point in this country where secular society will drive people from jobs based on their religious convictions and rejection of secularized-pseudoscientific bullying. We have a society where people can have wacko ideas, but so long as their values do not offend the ever more pervasive multicultural political correction of the age, they’re golden.

Read the whole thing.

Update: Jim Treacher is angry with the Huffington Post. You’ll like him when he’s angry. A lot.

Redskins on the Brain

July 1st, 2014 - 4:08 pm

For the first 13 or 14 years I had Yahoo’s NFL wire feed on my homepage, during the offseason, its headlines were devoted to head coach changes, player trades, and the occasional report of an athlete whose name appeared in his local police blotter, usually as a result of his overly-rambunctious late night activities.

Since last year however, Yahoo’s offseason NFL headlines revolve around two subjects seemingly to the exclusion of virtually all over NFL coverage — the players’ concussion lawsuit against the league (thus transforming highly-paid professional athletes into victims) and the name of Washington DC’s NFL franchise. As  Ben Domenech recently noted at the Federalist, sports radio, which until recent years was an apolitical broadcast repository for those who wished to take a timeout from the news of the day, has become equally politicized:

Of course, in the ESPN age, the realm of sports is often invaded by politics. This is typically in the form of mild irritants, and the more sports-minded hosts will back away slowly from guests who suddenly feel the need to expound on their deeply held and often clumsily constructed theories about politics to troll their listeners. Some guests are serial offenders in this regard: Kevin Blackistone, for instance, has decried the playing of the national anthem at ballgames as jingoistic warmongering, and said the U.S. should boycott the Olympic Games over Israel’s actions toward the Gaza Flotilla. So you learn to avoid those segments and head over to the ones talking about whether the Vernon Davis holdout is justified and what roster moves need to be made if LeBron is going to stay in Miami.

So it is with great irritation that I have experienced the invasion of sports radio over the past few months by a voice I am more familiar with for its meandering conspiracy-theorizing over the rampant influences of the Brothers Koch: Harry Reid, whose funereal nagging about the name of the Washington Redskins has elevated this battle over political correctness from a low simmer to a hot summer topic. No one particularly cared about this fight when the Redskins were horrid (which has been pretty much every year since I was ten), but since they looked like they were getting good again a year ago, the fight is back in a big way, with all Democratic Senators (save Virginia’s Mark Warner and Tim Kaine) endorsing a name change.

Mostly, this is a sideline issue, as Redskins owner Daniel Snyder has reiterated that the team’s name will never change as long as he owns them, and as the franchise is one of the NFL’s most valuable and a gigantic money-printing machine, there seems to be no possibility of a financial incentive from advertisers or the NFL to make a change. What’s more, the poll data on Native Americans across the country shows overwhelming support for the name. There has never been a poll showing even a plurality of Native Americans in favor of a name change. Were it 90-10 in the other direction, I think the NFL would be more interested in the issue.

At NRO today, Dennis Prager explores how the left have come to acquire “Redskins on the Brain:”

The Washington Redskins have been in existence for 82 years. For about 80 of those years, virtually no one, including the vast majority of American Indians, was troubled by the name. Yet it is now of such importance to the American Left that the majority leader of the United States Senate has repeatedly demanded, from the floor of the Senate, that the team drop its name; 50 U.S. senators, all of them Democrats, have signed an open letter demanding the same; Sports Illustrated’s Peter King no longer uses the name; other leading sportswriters have adopted the same practice; and the president of the United States has weighed in on the issue.

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First, there is a rule in life: Those who do not confront the greatest evils will confront much lesser evils or simply manufacture alleged evils that they then confront. [See also: left's obsession with global warming -- Ed] This has been a dominant characteristic of the Left for at least half a century.

The greatest evils since World War II have been communism and, since the demise of communism in the Soviet Union and in most other communist countries, violent Islam — or, as it often is called, Islamism. Islamism is the belief that sharia (Islamic law) must be imposed wherever possible on a society, beginning, of course, with Muslim-majority countries. These Islamists are, as the British historian Andrew Roberts has noted, the fourth incarnation of fascism — first there was fascism, then Nazism, then communism, and now Islamism.

For many years most of the Western Left was supportive of communism, and after the 1960s, it was simply hostile to anti-communists. The Left was far more concerned with attacking America than with attacking the Soviet Union. So, too, today, the Left is far more concerned with attacking America — its alleged racism, sexism, homophobia, Islamophobia, and economic inequality — than with fighting Islamism.

Second, the corollary to the above is that those who do not fight the greatest evils invariably loathe those who do. The Left hated American anti-communists much more than it hated communists. The Left today hates traditional America much more than it hates traditional Islamists. The Redskins name is a symbol of that hated America.

Sports isn’t immune to leftwing identity politics disguised as criticism; film and TV criticism got there first; in recent years, reading an assortment of newspaper film reviews would cause one to believe that Hollywood — a much more leftwing environment than the NFL — is a seething hotbed of racism, sexism, homophobia, and whatever other -isms and phobias are being imagined in the fever swamps of the left at given moment. (And yet curiously, few newspaper critics wish to cut themselves off from free screenings, free DVDs, celebrity interviews, and other media junkets when presented by the allegedly racist, sexist, and homophobic film and TV industry.)

As Sonny Bunch writes at the Washington Free Beacon, “There has been a movement in criticism in recent years to catalog the ways in which art fail certain classes:”

One shudders to think of the ways classic cinema would be critiqued today. Imagine our generation of critics being handed a gem like The Godfather. Oh, you’d see an initial wave of rapturous support. Our finest writers—our A.O. Scotts, our Anthony Lanes, our Seitzes—would undoubtedly recognize its genius. But then, after a week or two, the counterintuitive takes would start popping up. Slate‘s Double X would ask why there are no strong female characters: “All we have are an abused wife and an exploded wife and an ignored wife! What, there was no room for a lady-gangster? Has Francis Ford Coppola never heard of [incredibly minor figure who has been blown up to mythic stature in women's studies courses]?” Salon would denounce the five families for their plan to distribute drugs among “the coloreds” as well as critics across the land for failing to properly announce just how despicable they found the Corleones following that scene. Godfather Part II‘s release would see Jose Antonio Vargas given 5,000 words and the cover of Time to lament America’s abandonment of immigrants looking for a better life: “We used to be a nation that took in young Vitos, despite their disease, despite their lack of opportunities. Now we’re a nation that heartlessly turns its back on children.” Et cetera, ad nauseum.

Quoting from Andrew Ferguson’s review of Men on Strike by PJM’s own Dr. Helen, Bunch adds that the left just loves it when conservatives use the same sort of identity politics as pushback; but then, this is Pandora’s Box that the left has opened up by declaring that the personal is political and no form of grievance politics is off the table. (All the way down to names of paint colors!) And yet another reminder that “Inside Every Liberal is a Totalitarian Screaming to Get Out.”

Related: Fox News’ Jesse Watters “Gets Kicked Out of NOW Conference, Threatened With Arrest.” Hilarious video of Watters trolling the NAGs at link.

Feds Strip Redskins Trademark

June 18th, 2014 - 12:05 pm

“I want you to imagine the federal government eliminating your private property rights due to the interpretation of political correctness by five people, or a very tiny minority of people,” Rush Limbaugh tells his listeners today:

The tiny minority of people are ostensibly, they say, offended by something that you own.  Imagine an agency of the federal government, without any proper adjudication before any sort of court, tribunal, or what have you, just comes along and, on their own whim, decides to eliminate your private property rights.  Because of interpretation of political correctness, because they’re liberals, because they’re statists and authoritarians and assigned to them that kind of sweeping power.

That’s exactly what the Washington Redskins are dealing with today.  The Patent and Trademark Office simply eliminated their right of the Redskins to own that trademark.  It doesn’t mean they have to change their name.  What it means is that if — and there will be a series of appeals on this.  The Redskins will not go down without a war dance.  After all the appeals, if this ruling holds, it means that anybody can use the Redskins trademark and logo for anything, that the Washington Redskins do not own their name. That’s what this ruling means.  They don’t have the right because some people are offended.  It can be spread around. If you, Snerdley, wanted to start selling caps or T-shirts with the word “Redskins” or “Washington Redskins” and use their logo, you could, because they don’t have the right to own it, even though they do own it.

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The Patent and Trademark Office stripping ownership rights of the trademark Washington Redskins from the Washington Redskins does not require them to change their name.  It just means they are not the legal owners of the trademark.  And if it stands, anybody can market it, anybody can use it, anybody can make money off of it.  Theory being this would hurt the ownership of the Redskins and the NFL.  They don’t have exclusive ownership rights.  They don’t get the profits from the sale of licensed merchandise.  That would force Snyder to change the name.  That’s the thinking.

Read the whole thing. Sports used to be an escape valve from politics and the real world, but are now increasingly the sole province of the PC left. And increasingly, from my perspective — and I suspect I’m not alone — they can have them.

Update: One possible substitution for the Redskins’ logo? “I say replace it with a hammer and sickle.”

“Chuck Noll, the Hall of Fame coach who won a record four Super Bowl titles with the Pittsburgh Steelers, died Friday night at his home. He was 82,” AP reports:

The Allegheny County Medical Examiner said Noll died of natural causes.

Noll transformed the Steelers from a long-standing joke into one of the NFL’s pre-eminent powers, becoming the only coach to win four Super Bowls. He was a demanding figure who did not make close friends with his players, yet was a successful and motivating leader.

The Steelers won the four Super Bowls over six seasons (1974, 1975, 1978 and 1979), an unprecedented run that made Pittsburgh one of the NFL’s marquee franchises, one that breathed life into a struggling, blue-collar city.

”He was one of the great coaches of the game,” Steelers owner Dan Rooney once said. ”He ranks up there with (George) Halas, (Tom) Landry and (Curly) Lambeau.”

In 1974, Noll’s Steelers assembled what was arguably “The greatest draft class in NFL history,” when they added in one fell swoop, Lynn Swann, Jack Lambert, John Stallworth, and Mike Webster. All four would become NFL Hall of Famers and household names among NFL fans, as Noll’s Steelers became the dominant team of the 1970s.

RIP, Chuck Noll.

Rooting for Laundry

May 27th, 2014 - 3:40 pm

In “The Sporting Lie,” Theodore Dalrymple runs roughshod over the modern sports addict in both Europe and America, and in many ways, I can’t say I blame him:

Since then, my attitude has only hardened against sport, and now I feel a visceral dislike of it. Whether this signifies a change in me, or in sport, I am unsure. Sport is nowadays a bit like propaganda in a totalitarian society: it is inescapable. For example I was recently in quite a good restaurant in Washington D.C. in which, nevertheless, there was a large flat-screened television relaying a baseball game. Someone once explained the rules of baseball to me, but it bored me even after I had fleetingly understood them. The players seemed too fat to be real athletes, and as for the girls waving pompoms and the men dressed in the colors of their favorite team, they seemed archetypes of willing suspension of intelligence and self-respect.

Things are no better in Europe, where it is soccer that is inescapable. People talk about it as they walk down the street together; the newspapers are full of it, indeed fuller of it than of anything else; bars and pubs relay it, seemingly twenty-four hours a day; and most sinister of all, people are afraid to express no interest in it.

A old fellow student of mine, now a distinguished professor, recently gave an interview in a learned journal and was asked what gave him the greatest pleasure in life. He replied that it was when the team he supported scored a goal.

I tried to work out whether this was worse true than untrue. If true it implied a rather sad existence, in which the kicking of a ball into the net of an opponent’s goal by a highly paid mercenary, who would immediately play for the opposing side if offered a few paltry millions more a year or a week to do so, and who had absolutely no connection with the area of the team for which he played, not geographical, cultural, personal, familial, or even national, was the highest imaginable point. But if untrue, why the lie, why did he pretend that a goal scored by “his” team was so important to him?

Which is nicely erudite rephrasing of Jerry Seinfeld’s classic “Rooting for Laundry” monologue:


Rooting for Laundry from Melel Media on Vimeo

I’m actually well aware that when I watch sports, I’m entirely rooting for laundry. With the exception of an occasional local San Jose Sharks game my wife and I attend in person, the only sport I’ve ever really followed is pro football. As I’ve written before, I became a fan at the peak of the Tom Landry-era Dallas Cowboys’ “America’s Team” hype, when they went to back-to-back Super Bowls and multiple NFC championships, began featuring showgirl-styled cheerleaders, and appeared on CBS and ABC seemingly every Sunday and Monday night.

To borrow from the latest academic cliché, watching the NFL on TV functions as a sort of reverse trigger-warning for me. I put on a Cowboys game and all of the emotions I built up as a kid during the Landry, Staubach and Danny White America’s Team era instantly start to kick in no matter how badly Jerry Jones has mismanaged the team’s current incarnation, and I find myself sucked into the TV screen for a couple of hours “Money For Nothing”-style. I suspect every team sport has a similar effect on their fans – perhaps even more so if they’re rooting for the team of the college they once attended. But for me, that narcotic fix is merely temporary, and once the kinetic action of the game itself is over, it’s back to remembering how intractably politicized the NFL has become, and how the league, headquartered on Park Avenue, Ground Zero of Northeast Corridor Establishment Liberalism, has forgotten its hardscrabble Midwestern roots.

It’s a frequent cliché that pro sports are reflection on culture, but anyone who has watched the NFL over the past several decades has seen how its transformation reflects America’s increasingly coarsened pop culture. In between tossing aside Rush Limbaugh via a made-up Media Matters false quote to ordering sensitivity training to its players in response to openly gay Michael Sam’s draft announcement but not to their mocking of openly Christian Tim Tebow, to looking the other way at NBC politicizing games with Bob Costas halftime monologues on radical environmentalism, gun control, and even the Redskins’ team name, the NFL has worked overtime to alienate fans on the right. This, even as pro sports in general expose much of the ugliness and racism on the left.

As Kate of Canada’s Small Dead Animals blog likes to say, “Pleasing your enemies does not turn them Into friends.” If, as Rush and others have suggested that the clock is ticking on the league’s viability as America’s leading pro sport, their alienation of potential allies on the right will have only accelerated the process.

(Via Kathy Shaidle.)

There is No Hell, There is Only the 1970s

March 13th, 2014 - 9:44 am

Free to be You and Me, the craptacular 1974 ABC special is explored by Kyle Smith of the New York Post:

Billionaire “Lean In” author Sheryl Sandberg praised “Free to Be” and says she plays the album for her children. Its star and developer, Marlo Thomas (of the sitcom “That Girl”), accurately said last year in a blog post that the show “became a coined phrase — a cultural touchstone — that spoke of the times in which we lived.”

And what times they were! Times of hokey “message” entertainment, singing jocks, humorless cartoons and revolting sweaters.

The show, which is of course unwatchable today except perhaps in states with generous attitudes toward self-medication such as Colorado and Washington, was an hour-long special that meant to tell little girls they could be anything they wanted, and little boys they could be anything they wanted too, provided that what they wanted was to be girls.

The program’s most searing and indelible moment was the horrifying sight of Rosey Grier, a huge man once known as one of the most ferocious players in the NFL, strumming a guitar, smiling like a brain donor and singing “It’s All Right to Cry.”

And that’s the Weimaresque 1970s in a nutshell: every man became Alan Alda for a few years — even Rosey Grier.

The horror. The horror.

Screwed, Blued and Tattooed Man Group

February 6th, 2014 - 11:05 am

The Red Hot Chilli Peppers, the ‘Fake But Accurate’ Rock Group, as dubbed by John Hayward at the Breitbart.com Conversation blog:

Great, now the “fake but accurate” ethos has spread to rock bands.  They can’t even just admit to lip-syncing or instrument-syncing; they’ve got to hand us a bill of goods about how not playing their instruments is actually more hyper-real than if they had performed live.  Never mind that a big part of the appeal of live performances is the thrill of thinking, “Wow, I’m actually hearing this song blast out for-real while those guys are gyrating all over the stage under difficult performance conditions, and it sounds great!

Hey, good enough for Itzhak Perlman, Yo-Yo Ma and Beyoncé to phone it in at Mr. Obama’s inaugurations, good enough for the Chili Peppers — but please, no more talk about how “authentic” and “real” rock music is. And Hayward’s take on the shoehorned appearance of these three middle-aged tattooed geezers in the middle of Bruno Mars’ polished set describes my reaction watching the halftime show as well:

I wasn’t a huge consumer of his music before, but I thought it was a terrific performance almost rudely interrupted by the Chili Peppers running on stage.  It looked he was getting mugged by the Blue Man Group, except they didn’t even bother to paint themselves blue.

Super Bowl halftime shows by their very nature are sucktacular, as legendary philosopher Bart Simpson would say. Why not bring back Up With People and call it a day?

Bipolar Bowl

February 3rd, 2014 - 10:44 am

The weird halftime juxtaposition of classy looking pompadour-adorned Bruno Mars (who I had never seen before) and his backup band in their matching ’50s-era gold lamé jackets and black skinny ties, and the filthy, bare-chested tattooed AARP-age members of the Red Hot Chilli Peppers, along with lead singer’s Anthony Kiedis’ obscene “stroke me”-style hand gestures seemed to sum up yesterday’s Super Bowl. Which seemed doubly odd as the pregame show seemed to send a message that perhaps the grownups were being welcomed back to the NFL between the beautiful operatic rendition of the Star Spangled Banner by formally-attired Renée Fleming, and Joe Namath dusting off his 1969-era fur coat and symbolically flipping a huge well-deserved bird to PETA.

Only to be followed by the dreadful game itself. For last year’s postgame roundup of the Super Bowl, I dusted off the headline from a 1976 edition of Sport magazine: “Let’s a Have a Super Bowl the Pre-Game Show Can Be Proud Of.” Yesterday’s actual game was massive step back for the NFL, when Super Bowls of the 1970s and ’80s, with rare exceptions of the Cowboys-Steelers shootouts, tended to be narcoleptic blowouts. Peyton Manning’s muff of his opening shotgun snap will live on forever on cable TV sports channels, along with Cowboys tight end Jackie Smith fumbling his end zone catch, they’ll both be shown in near loops come Super Bowl time, and it certainly set the tone for yesterday game. But “Every battle is won before it is ever fought,” a Sun-tzu-quoting Gordon Gekko told Bud Fox early in Wall Street. Even if the Broncos’ safety didn’t happen, Seattle seemed so much better prepared, and so much more physical, in retrospect, I doubt the Broncos ever had a chance.

Sort of like how Bill O’Reilly prepared for his pregame interview with Barack Obama, who was simply unprepared for real questions from an actual non-subservient member of the MSM.

One minor consolation: The NFL Films highlight real of this year’s Super Bowl should be spectacular: They had lots of practice in the 1970s and ’80s pulling out all of the stops to turn four hours of lopsided Super Bowl football into a highly watchable 30 minutes, explaining why the game was one-sided along the way, as I once wrote at Videomaker magazine. Their Super Bowl highlight reels of the 1978 Cowboys blowout over the Broncos, the 1981 Raiders crushing of the Eagles, and the 1986 beating Mike Ditka’s “Grabowski-era” Chicago Bears applied to the pre-Parcells and Belichick Patriots are among their most watchable episodes, between all of the animation, players and coaches mic’ed up, postgame interviews, and other well-executed documentary techniques. If only they could program John Facenda’s legendarily deep basso profundo voice into a speech synthesizer to record the narration.

So what did you think of the pregame festivities, the usual zillion dollar massively overproduced postmodern ironic commercials, and the actual game — if you could call it that — itself? Let me know in the comments below.

Related: Dispatches from the Gleichschaltung Football League: “White House Writes NFL Players’ Pro-Obamacare Tweets.”

Plus in her own effort to add leftwing politics into the Animal Planet’s annual “Puppy Bowl” counter-programming, Michelle Obama suggested that kids be more like their dogs to be healthier.

I’m not sure if that’s a winning analogy for the spouse of Mr. Obama

Is Seahawks Coach Pete Carroll a 9/11 Truther?

February 2nd, 2014 - 2:18 pm

That’s the question that Oliver Darcy is asking at the Blaze:

As the Super Bowl looms over New York City, an old accusation is once again looming over Seattle Seahawks coach Pete Carroll: It’s rumored he’s a 9/11 truther.

In June, Deadspin ran an article — republishing it last week — detailing a meeting Carroll had with recently retired four-star Army General Peter Chiarelli. The conversation, which reportedly started off friendly, escalated when the topic switched to Iraq.

“So did the discussion last year turn hostile? A source close to Chiarelli, one who wasn’t present when he spoke to Carroll, told us that it did,” Deadspin reported. “He said the general had to leave the room because Carroll had rankled him so thoroughly.”

“‘Every 9/11 conspiracy theory you can think of, Pete asked about,’ said Riki Ellison, the former NFL linebacker who now runs the Missile Defense Advocacy Alliance and introduced Carroll to Chiarelli.”

I didn’t really have a dog in this hunt, but between the above article and this one, the choice of who to root for today is becoming quite simple.

Post-Game Update: “9/11 truther crashes Super Bowl MVP Malcolm Smith’s press conference [pic, Vine],” from Twitchy.

He’d be better off solving the real conspiracy: Where was the real Payton Manning and the rest of the Denver Broncos today?