Cult of athlete warped Vick’s values
Tuesday, August 21st, 2007This is one article where I don’t have to even comment on because after you read it you too will roll your eyes and say to yourself “what the fuck!?”
It’s clear that the dude who wrote this article was on crack. No seriously, he was. Besides he is not even original.
Pick your typical idiot Negro superstar athlete and insert name in place of Vick’s.
Poor black kid, yada, yada, yada… single mother, high school dropout, growing up in da hood, around crime, gangs, drugs lots of gold teeth, baggy pants, pit bulls, hair weaves, gin and juice…er uh crunk juice. Yawn.
Reason #4,115 it’s whiteys fault Vick is going to jail.
Sphere: Related ContentMichael Vick is not guilty. No, really, in one sense, despite his plea yesterday, this is the wrong guy.
For months, investigators circled their wagons around the Falcons quarterback with the intensity of blitzing linebackers and implied that Vick masterminded the slaughtering of dozens of dogs who couldn’t cut it in the ring. They cut deals with members of Vick’s posse, who snitched about those brutal dogfights held on his spread in Virginia. Vick, the feds believe, created this.
But who created Vick?
Who gave power and money and influence to someone who has done nothing, other than sling a football, to deserve it?
Who failed to teach him right from wrong, or the importance of making good choices, when they had the chance?
Who unleashed, pardon the expression, Vick on those dogs and turned him into a national disgrace?
Those are the real guilty people. If the feds are correct about Vick’s role, then those people also helped strangle and shoot and drown animals that in essence were poisoned by a man who was poisoned himself long ago.
Personal accountability is definitely in order here, make no mistake. What Vick did was heartless and he should do time. But he’s a symptom of something larger and troubling: a young man led down the wrong path by an upbringing that wasn’t exactly “Leave It to Beaver”; by his “boyz” who leeched off him instead of living their own lives; by a celebrity-inhaling society that elevated him to a god and by a sports league loaded enough to give him a $130-million contract.
Vick didn’t build a cruel kennel with just the help of a couple of buddies; he had help from tons of people, the ones who made him who he is, the ones who shaped his character.
He wasn’t a spoiled, immature and misguided animal abuser from birth. Actually, he was exactly like your child: an innocent sponge, ready to absorb the world around him. Except his world was probably a lot different from the one you exposed to your child.
He was born to a mother who was still in high school, and by the time Brenda Vick was 21, she had four kids. She was a baby with babies, not unusual in poor black America today. How could she teach them about life when she hadn’t experienced life herself? How could she watch her kids when she had to work enough jobs to feed them? Plus, she raised them in the projects, where too many influences are bad.
This was the incubator where Vick’s values and morals were shaped. These were the circumstances that also ruined his younger brother, Marcus, who later would be kicked off the team at Virginia Tech for stomping on another player’s leg and who once was charged with pointing a gun at a group of kids.
Vick was a great athlete in high school and a superstar at Virginia Tech, where football fever runs high and football players - especially the special ones - are treated like they’re, well, special. The coddling of Michael Vick intensified when he arrived in Atlanta as the savior of the Falcons. Interestingly, during a “Monday Night Football” promo a few years ago, Vick was asked what was the best thing about being Michael Vick.
“V-I-P wherever I go,” he exclaimed.
The Falcons gave him a monster contract and essentially handed him the keys to the organization, if not the city. But being rich and famous doesn’t necessarily hide all the character flaws, and Vick had a few. He used his middle fingers to salute the home fans last season. He was charged by a woman with giving her a disease. There was the water bottle incident at the Miami airport this year. He showed a pattern of irresponsibility. And in every misstep until now, the Falcons covered for him, excused his behavior, looked the other way.
Vick also loved the gangsta culture that uses pit bulls as status symbols. He surrounded himself with buddies from back home, some with rap sheets, and bankrolled them. They played by their rules and amused themselves with dogfights that claimed plenty of canine victims.
But you tell me:
Born to a teenage mother, raised in the projects, consumed by a negative culture, back-slapped by vulture “friends” and elevated by a sports-mad society, who’s the real Vick-tim here?
And who’s really guilty?


On Tuesday’s Countdown, MSNBC host Keith Olbermann used his latest “Special Comment” attack on President Bush to accuse the President of extending the “senseless, endless” war in Iraq as part of an ulterior motive to transfer money to “war profiteers” because “you can’t sell [the Army] any more [Humvees] until the first thousand have been destroyed.
I KNEW THIS FUCKER WAS FULL OF SHIT.



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