Why We Watch: Football
Monday, Monticello, Indiana
There have been a few occasions when I’ve been told by people with contact with professional athletes that the men who played Football in college and in the NFL are frequently living with the debilitating results of having been physically battered for several years. They report that many of these men have had extensive damage done to their legs and back that they sometimes can barely walk.
Anyone who watched the playoffs this weekend understands the reason. The hitting and tackling in both games, played on fields that were essentially frozen concrete parking lots, was brutal. Players were flipped horizontally in the air and landed flat on their backs. Others were clocked by 300 pound opponents and leveled in head on collisions. Even the receivers, before they were blitzed, were trying to hold on to a ball that must have felt like a loaf of concrete bread! And on top of it all, the games were played in frigid temperatures. The Green Bay Packers game against the New York Giants was played at night in sub-zero weather!
This was simply cruel!
In most cases the players are richly compensated for their work. Many of them are millionaires living a life of fame and pleasures. Nonetheless, the price they pay in return often includes coping with a limited and damaged body for the rest of their lives. While it doesn’t make me sympathetic to those among them who act out with obnoxious and even criminal behavior in public, it does give me pause. How would any of us cope with being a wealthy sports celebrity, but at the cost of the full use of my legs for the next 50 years? Hmmm…
The hunger we feel to become significant has become so strong that we are willing to trade the vigor and longevity of our physical bodies for the exhilaration of enjoying about a decade of fame and cash. And whether it’s the physical price of professional athletics, or the mind numbing glare of media focus and invasion of privacy endured by entertainers, it seems a price most kids are drooling to pay.
Most people would acknowledge that excessive television watching is probably not the healthiest life habit. For decades there have been persistent worries that exposure to violence on TV is responsible for an increase in violence in society. And so too with the sexual themes on television and their possible impact on behaviors of adolescents.
Those watching TV cartoons reported half the pain as those who were being soothed by Mom. When compared with children who just sat in a hospital room with mothers who didn’t try to soothe them, the TV watchers reported one-third the pain. "The power of television is strong and it can be harmful for children if it is stronger than the force made by the mother to distract children," Bellieni said. "I believe that this power must be controlled and reduced."

I have thoroughly enjoyed the books and films by Robert Ludlum and his hero, super spy Jason Bourne. I have read the first three and am hoping for more entries and, especially, more film depictions of the Jason Bourne story. The plots are gripping and the action is incredible. And Bourne is an invincible protagonist. No matter what the odds, he just cannot be cornered and eliminated.
Everyone has dreams of possessing great personal power. It is a common fantasy to imagine ourselves invincible and invulnerable. You might be drawn to Superman, Wonder Woman or Rambo. And whichever hero touches you reveals the particular style of power you lust after. But Matt Damon’s depiction of Jason Bourne is especially gripping principally because he appears to be so normal and average. Unlike many other cinematic macho heroes, Bourne looks like he could be your next door neighbor…or… maybe you!
So today we lament that a great American voice was cut short. Martin Luther King was supposed to be celebrating his 79th birthday today. But instead he has been dead for 39 years, murdered by a hate-filled individual at 40 years old.
And how fitting it is that, although so may years later, that we finally have a candidate for president who is an individual of color. Barack Obama, regardless of his political destiny, represents the belated legacy of Dr. King’s dream, that equality among the races reach a point where color was of secondary concern of all people. Although there remains the psychosis of racial bigotry, the majority of Americans I believe are ready to judge our candidates on the “content of their character” rather than the “color of their skin."
For those interested in my work on social isolation, documented in the book Refrigerator Rights: Creating Connections & Restoring Relationships, there is a new blog that is now active.
NYPD Blue set a new standard for police dramas when it debuted 15 years ago. And it was 10 years ago this week that ABC aired the 100th episode of the classic show. Like many others in this genre the programs depicted the work of New York police detectives who confront suspects, victims and each other in the course of a working day.
Although the behavior of the detectives was often questionable the moral certainty of the crew was rarely off base. They had clear perspective of what is right and wrong, even if they failed themselves. In many cases their personal difficulties arose from being overwhelmed by the frustrations they felt facing the pressures of police work. For any viewer who is personally fascinated by police work, there are so many depictions of the career on television and film. And over the decades the programs have become increasingly blatant in showing the foibles and weaknesses of the police professionals.
Indiana got blitzed this week with a half foot of drenching rain on top of a foot of melting snow. The result was the overflow of several rivers and homes wiped out by water. It raises once again the question of why people would choose to live on the banks of rivers that overflow. When interviewed the individuals who live along the flooded rivers report that they have remained in their vulnerable homes through many years and several property destroying floods. Huh!? 
My travel makes it difficult for us to have pets, but most of my neighbors have dogs andf I love them all. They range from the huge, my assistant Rachel’s Great Dane Lucy, to the miniature, Nessie, the Boswell’s Cairn Terrier. Any dog owner knows that dogs have a rich and complicated emotional life, that their psyches are far more complex than many people assume.
Tilted Head: I have no idea what your are doing. I’m amazed that you have come to dominate creation. From my point of view you behave like idiots and I often fear that I’m in the custody of complete lunatics!


