Quiz: Are You A Conservative, Libertarian, or Liberal Candidate?

With all the mid-term elections coming up, a lot of candidates are unclear whether their viewpoints are conservative, libertarian, or liberal. Here’s a quick guide that can help you candidates understand the issues.

Your Opinion on…ConservativeLibertarianLiberal
WarfareWar should be avoided, but if necessary, fought to victory.War should be avoided and not even fought.Victory should be avoided, but if necessary, fought to the next election.
MarriageMarriage is a sacred act between a man and a woman.Most libertarians are already divorced, so what the hell.Marriage is a sacred act between a man or a woman.
DrugsDrugs should be illegal.Drugs should be legalized.Drugs are completely wrong and should be illegal, although Murray has some good hash, I heard, but you gotta call him before Monday or you’re getting the crap stuff again.
SpendingSome government costs are necessary.No government costs are necessary.Some government costs are possibly unnecessary.
TaxesIf you lower taxes, you increase the economy.I haven’t paid any taxes in 10 years, which is why my wife left me.If you lower the economy, you can raise taxes.
JobsNothing is more rewarding than a job. I’m glad I have one.Nothing is more rewarding than not needing a job. I wish I didn’t have one.It’d be nice if a graduate degree in Bangladeshi Women’s Poetry Studies could land me a job. So I work part-time in my dad’s mail room, and you people suck.
ImmigrationOur borders must be strong and secure.My border outside my compound is strong and secure.We wouldn’t need a border at all if we did a one-world government like we were suggesting in the 1930s.
How do we park our cars?
We park our classic cars in lovely, open spaces with plenty of space on all sides.

It’s a free country, dude. Park however the hell you want.

All our uniformly-sized electric cars shall be parked in highly regulated spaces. This won’t be a big problem, as only the upper-level party members shall have them.

How to score your results. Award yourself one point for every conservative answer. If your number is even or odd, you are likely conservative. Award yourself no points for a libertarian answer, because frankly awarding yourself numbers is something that should be done in the privacy of the home. If you are a liberal, you can’t add anyway so don’t bother trying basic math like this.

If it’s not Scottish, it’s crap!


Whaddya mean I have to cover my own Council Housing now?

Gentle Readers,

Dr. J. finds Scotland’s bid for independence somewhere between cute and amusing. It would be like the gulf coast, or, perhaps California, Oregon and Washington voting to leave the U.S. depending on your point of view.

The upside for Cameron’s England is huge. The British economy is already growing. With less transfer payments to welfaretastic Scotland, and less liberals in Parliament, the British economy is poised to grow even more.

He’s only watched this from afar, but independence for the Scots will come with growing pains. Right now they represent a lot of the far left seats in Parliament, and Scotland is, to paraphrase Paul Ryan 1.0, takers more than they’re makers with regard to the great British welfare state. So, while Thatcher spoke of socialism working until running out of other peoples money, the Scots would be cutting themselves off from other peoples money. So, they better have a plan, should they get their wish.They could take a page out of the Saudi/Kuwaiti book and nationalize their energy sector, but that would come at the cost of freedom in the name of perceived comfort. Alternatively, they can suffer through an early-80s-like recession as they apply corrective conservative economic policies. Regardless, they will also have to come to a sense of understanding with the UK, and all of her allies, if only to insure their safety as now have to provide for their own defense.

Scotland is like the 26 year old kid moving out of his parent’s basement. Hopefully he has a paying job, or he’ll be back.

Scottish Referendum

GorT came across this well done clip by The Guardian to educate non-Brits on the Scottish Referendum occurring today.  It’s worth a watch.

Gormogon official positions will surely be revealed soon.  Many are probably thinking this is bigger than it really is…and others are discounting some significant issues: currency, North Sea oil revenue, NATO and EU membership, and all the organizational infrastructure that comes with being a country.

The best case is an independent Scotland that evolves over time so these issues can be worked out.  Of course others may just want to tell England off along the lines of Billy Connolly (caution: language, I’d watch your volume).



The Czar’s recent post got GorT thinking about recent meals that he has prepared.  One in particular is a family favorite:  Fried Chicken and Waffles.

There are many ways to make fried chicken but I rely on one of two ways: the southern way (hint: it uses a brown paper bag) and the method I’ll describe below.  Both result is juicy and crispy fried chicken that you’ll be proud of serving if you do it right.

Fried Chicken

First, you are going to brine the chicken in salted (and seasoned) buttermilk.  Mix 1 cup buttermilk, 1 tablespoon salt, ¼ teaspoon paprika, ¼ teaspoon garlic powder, 1 teaspoon black pepper, ¼ teaspoon cayenne and a dash of hot sauce.  Add mixture and chicken to a resealable bag and refrigerate to brine the chicken overnight.

Preheat an oven to 400° and get a Dutch oven or cast iron skillet ready.  Whisk together 2 cups flour, 2 teaspoons baking powder, 1 teaspoon salt, 1 tablespoon black pepper, 1 teaspoon garlic powder, 1 teaspoon paprika, and a ¼ teaspoon cayenne in a bowl (a wide, flat bowl works best).  Sprinkle ¼ cup buttermilk and mix until small clumps form.  Drain and save buttermilk brine in a bowl.  If you have the patience and time, dredge the chicken in a bowl of plain flour, then in the reserved buttermilk and then in the clumpy flour mixture.  Again, if you have time, refrigerate the coated chicken for 20-30 minutes as some report that the coating sticks better.

Heat about 1 ½ cups of vegetable oil in the skillet or Dutch oven over medium-high heat – aiming to get the oil to 375°.  Cook each piece of chicken for 4-5 minutes on one side and carefully flip and cook for another 3-4 minutes on the other side.  You should have a nice, golden brown coating on the chicken.  Transfer the chicken to a wire rack on a baking pan and bake in oven for 15 minutes or until done.


So, in a pinch, regular waffle mix or pancake mix “waffle style” is fine.  But I’d pump it up by adding a 1/3 cup of shredded cheddar cheese, 1/3 cup of crumbled bacon and a 1/4 cup of scallions (to about 3 cups of mix).


Put the waffle down on the plate first, top with a piece of chicken and then add some greenery or a slice of avocado.  Some in the family feel that just some great maple syrup is all it needs, but I prefer a maple mustard sauce – equal parts maple syrup, ground/brown mustard and yellow mustard – all whisked together.


Hello Jihad

The Czar is not sure that we have received prior mail from TexAggie 04, code-named because he is from Texas, went to A&M, and like most of the people from Texas A&M has about four friends. Fortunately, he likes the Gormogons, so we beg his forgiveness. If this is indeed his first time writing in, he is most welcome to do so again.

She has also infiltrated the ranks of high level jihadists.

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Indeed, the first picture has been circulating for such a long time that the Czar suspects it is much older than the ISIS brand name. However, what the heck. It certainly reveals two things about the Islamic State.

  1. We have infiltrated their ranks, so their destruction is truly nigh.
  2. They paid twice as much as they should have for that notebook. Suckers.

3 Recipes Today

And speaking of cooking, because no one was:

Dear The All-powerful Czar,

This weekend, I obtained a grill and did some time travel through Gormogia*. In my travels, I came upon your post, Memorial Day Grilling, in which you graciously shared your recipe for Gormogon pork chops.

As the grill was a) free, b) intensely filthy, and c) new to me, most of my time was spent following your sage advice on cleaning, leaving but scant time for the actual cooking.

I followed your directions for the pork chops as well as your strict injunction to leave them the cuss** alone for 5 minutes after removing them from the grill***.

I had long since decided intellectually that everything on your site was gospel, but I think this weekend, I internalized that fact in more ways than one. The family approved as well.

I remain, as always

Your faithful reader,
Operative SMR

*Granted my time travel was not so technically challenging as GorT’s.
** Did I mention that the interaction between Mr. Fox and Badger with regard to real estate purchases may be one of the best film scenes of all time?
*** Alton Brown calls this allowing the meat to rest. I like anthropomorphism. It makes life more entertaining.

Well, many thanks in convincing us that some of the material we put up here is not only useful, but apparently read. From time to time, anyway.

The Czar has engaged in spirited debate on allowing grilled meats to rest, but there is indeed a difference in the end result. The bottom line is that meat right off the grill has its internal juices turned into water vapor (specifically, water above its boiling point). At 350–400°, this is no surprise. Cutting into the meat releases all the water vapor, leaving you with considerably drier meat.

Conversely, allowing them to rest allows that outer temperature to equalize with the under-boiling inner temperature (about 155‐160°, if you know what you’re doing with pork). As a result, all this water vapor re-condenses into juice. Folks, listen to Operative SMR: people like juice.

The Czar is also well aware of The Fantastic Mr. Fox, and the scene to which you refer. Actually, the Czar would posit that Mr. Fox asking Kylie to provide some gesture that he is even remotely attentive is very entertaining.

And because SMR has put us in such a good mood, we will share our recipe from last night. It consisted of three dishes: beer-brined chicken, a Gruyère-rutabaga au gratin (yes, seriously), and grilled asparagus.


Beer-Brined Chicken

  • Several pounds of chicken (breasts, legs, thighs, or whatever your preference: this works well with any cut of chicken, including wings)
  • 4 12-ounce cans of beer (we use whatever crap people bring for us to try; the Czar hates crap craft beers, but you can also use Miller Lite. Really.
  • 1/3 cup sea salt
  • 1/3 cup sugar
  • 2 tablespoons hot sauce (we use Cholula’s, but Tabasco is fine, too; this recipe is ridiculously forgiving)
  • 4 bay leaves

Pour in the dry ingredients first, then slowly pour in the beer. Use a large, clean container! Then slide the chicken pieces in.

Allow this to sit for hours. Actually, if you can, let it sit overnight. If beer smell gets to you, simply pour the brine into sealable plastic bags and carefully insert the chicken. The advantage to using bags—that’s what we do, by the way—is it’s much easier to flip them around every few hours. We’ve let them brine as few as four hours; overnight is even better, but really the results are amazing either way.

We like to use charcoal for this. Add in a half-bucket of coals into your chimney starter. When the coals are ready, pour half on one side of your grill and half on the other, leaving the center of your grill coal-free. Put a small piece of cherry or apple wood on each coal pile for smoke. Spray a little non-stick spray on the grille, and place it down.

Arrange the chicken in the center of the grille; we place the breasts in the middle, and the legs on the outside so they can be closer to the heat. Cover the grill* and open the vents all the way, top and bottom.

After fifteen minutes, turn the pieces 90° horizontally to create grille marks. After another fifteen minutes, flip them over. Fifteen more minutes, rotate 90° again to create crisscross marks on each side.

Using an instant read thermometer, check the internal temperature. Look for about 150° for this. Yes, this is low for many people, but the smoke effect will make this perfectly done.

When around 150°, grab some Sweet Baby Ray’s or other preferred sweet sauce. Use a brush and paint the top of the chicken pieces thoroughly. After five minutes of carmelization, flip them over. Paint this side with the brush and lots of sauce. Allow them to go another five minutes and you should wind up with something like this.

Allow to rest 5 minutes and you should be able to cut these bad boys with a butter knife.

*The Czar distinguishes grill as the whole cooking appliance, and grille as the rack upon which you place your food.

Grilled Asparagus

Not much to this one. Take some asparagus (thin and dainty), and drizzle a bit of sesame oil on them. Sprinkle on some sesame seeds liberally over them, and grill on a gas grill until slightly crispy. If you use larger spears, you’ll need longer grilling time.

That’s it.

Gruyère-Rutabaga au Gratin

The Царица got some free rutabaga plants last Spring, and planted them. She has little experience with them, but they grew like crazy anyway. So here we were, with no clue what to do with them. Well, she used this recipe (by Kevin Lynch, to give credit where it is most clearly due:

  • 2 pounds rutabaga (washed, peeled, and sliced to super-thin on a mandolin)
  • 1 cup heavy cream
  • 2 cloves garlic (chopped)
  • 1 teaspoon thyme (chopped)
  • Salt and pepper, pinch to taste
  • 2 cups Gruyère (grated)

She softened the sliced rutabaga in boiling water for a few minutes. While that was going, she whisked the cream, garlic, thyme, salt and pepper to a boil. She then reduced the heat to low and let simmer for three minutes.

She poured some of the cream mixture into the bottom of a stoneware dish, and placed a layer of rutabaga slices on top. She overlapped them, like you would with any au gratin dish. She added more cream and sprinkled cheese. She repeated this, layer by layer, until the rutabaga, cream, and cheese was used up (end with a layer of cheese).

She put the dish into the oven at 350° and took it out about 45 minutes later when the top layer was golden brown and the cheese was bubbling. It looked like this, and tasted amazing. Like potatoes, but not at all starchy.

Serve that with the chicken and asparagus, and you have yourself a meal worthy of some beer.

Hello Kitty – Anthropromorphic Cat or Demigoddess?

Gentle Readers,

Our beloved Hello Kitty has been making headlines lately. There has been debate among the chattering classes that the official [mouthless] spokesmodel of the Gormogons has been revealed not to be a cat, and is simply an albino British school girl with pointy ears.

As your Gormogons are the puppet masters behind the worldwide phenomenon that is Hello Kitty, it is time that the truth is revealed, and the six facets of Hello Kitty will be shared with you, our followers, by each and every one of your Gormogons.


She was a virgin birth, born to one of the Sisters of Plenitude in the year Five Billion. She stubbled into my Time Machine during a trip to New New York on New Earth. She wandered off during one of my trips to the past.

孔夫子 Confucius the Œcumenical Volgi

Confucius*  says that while many describe Hello Kitty as having her ancestral roots in post Perry Japan, a projection of the the Japanese aristocratic society felinoerotic ideal of the western woman, the first description of her dates to pre-Mongol Turkey where the Cult of the Screaming Mute held influence over the corrupt reign of Ala al-Din Kayqubad I’s court. The sisterhood kept feline familiars and in an act of solidarity sewed their lips shut for reasons that remain a mystery to this day. Marco Polo had two members of the sisterhood in his entourage as he traveled east. It is believed that they brought the iconography Ibeda-al-kitteh to China, where they were shunned and reviled, traveling over the China Sea to Japan.

*For those who came in late: Confucius holds the office of Œcumenical Volgi.

The Czar of Muscovy 

The Czar asks, “Why are you bothering him with this now. This is old news, and clearly debunked, it’s as if you’ve been out of town, and are catching up on old newspapers, Dr. J.!”

The Inscrutable Mandarin 

Your Mandarin is of the opinion that despite this setback, the the Hello Kitty theme on the mind control ray remains fully operational…


‘Puter, rocking back and forth, “Hello Kitty IS REAL. SHE IS A REAL CATPERSONTHING!!!!ElevENTY!!!!!0NE!!!212121!!!!!”

Dr. J.

Meh, only 4 more months until anthropomorphic ponies return, displacing the mouthless feline.

Those Who Survived

The President could have spoken out against ISIS any time in the last couple of months, but chose to do so the night before September 11. We can only assume this was part of his recently confessed understanding of political theater, and doubtless he hopes any attack on our country today will be considered a reaction to how threatening his speech was, rather than the obvious attack because the enemy knows he is no more than a part-time guest lecturer.

Apparently, although polls are not out yet, social media seems to be confirming that a majority of Americans see his speech as a political stunt to shore up his crumbled credibility on foreign policy (whether they agreed with the content or not).

One of the stunning statements made by the President is that the enemy is not Islamic. Anyone with even a vague comprehension of Islam understands this intended insult was way off the mark, and in many ways reveals the President still does not quite grasp the reality of the situation.

In our inbox this morning was a note from Operative BJ, who writes a poignant post the Czar needs to reprint in its entirety.

Gracious Majesty,

Today, September 11, we honor the memory of those who were killed by Islamic terrorists.

Islamic. I’ll say that word because Islam does indeed condone – and even encourage – the killing of anyone who do not subscribe to Islam. And, unlike religious leaders from sects based on the Old and New Testaments, today’s Islamic clerics condone – and even encourage – the slaughter of innocents. They are cowards, unwilling to do the “dirty work” themselves but willing to use religious dogma to demand the yearly mutilation and death of tens (hundreds) of thousands of people around the world. And they show no regret in calling up others to commit these atrocities in the name of Islam. They do not deny this. Indeed, they are proud of it.

Even as recently in his speech on September 10th, the child-king Obama still refuses to acknowledge the existence of Islamic terrorism, or that believers in Islam have used Islam – and only Islam – as the reason for their terrorist acts. He still refuses to acknowledge that the first word in the acronym ISIS is “Islamic”. He still refuses to acknowledge that Muslim leaders – both lay and cleric – continue to threaten harm (including death) upon those who do not subscribe to Islam or who, having been Muslim, wish to subscribe to a different set of beliefs. He still refuses to acknowledge that those Islamic leaders are *at war* with America and that they have not and will not respond to reason and turn away from violence.

If one cannot name one’s enemy, one cannot focus one’s efforts on defeating that enemy.

After listening carefully to his speech on September 10, 2014, I have come to the inescapable conclusion that the child-king Obama is first and foremost a coward. Not a traitor, or a poll-driven politician, or an ideologue. A coward, because he does not have the courage or strength to say what he knows must be said. A man who takes pains to be politically correct instead of speaking plainly. A spineless, simpering, withering man who does not have the courage of his own convictions. A coward.

And after that speech, I am convinced that the rest of the world knows he is a coward and that he knows that his “strategy” is nothing more than a recipe for disaster. Why else would he ask others to do “the dirty work” for him, to demand that others take action that he is unwilling to take? To use the same tactic that Islamic clerics use on their followers?

My daughter was scheduled to be at the Windows on the World restaurant in the North Tower of the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001, for a brunch meeting with her advisers from the college she was about to attend. The only reason she was not there is that I would not let her go to NYC on a school day. Today, she lives and works in Los Angeles. And I say a prayer every year on September 11, thanking G-D for intervening in saving my child’s life. The invitation letter is still in a file folder in my home office.

I cannot, and will not ever forgive Islamic terrorists for what they did to American families on 9/11/01. I cannot, and will not ever forgive Muslim clerics who continue to encourage attacks on innocents anywhere. And I cannot, and will not ever forgive Islamic apologists (CAIR, anyone?) who defend the actions of those who almost cost me my daughter.

For me, this day holds some very deep feelings. I thank G-D for my daughter’s life, and I pray that G-D soften the pain of those who lost loved ones on that day.

At least three of us in the Castle had friends in the World Trade Center that day; some survived, some did not.

Initiating Cortex Download

GorT has been slammed – work is crazy (in a good way…mostly), he has a senior in high school who is in the middle of the college search process, two others who along with the senior have been busy with the getting back in the swing of school and GorT is coaching soccer again this fall.  I’ve had a number of thoughts about posts over the last week or so, but figured I’d just do a quick dump on a few topics.

Item 1: September 11th1bce64fdafe0365506e51f6ab3281019_view

It’s been 13 years and it is still eerie driving into Washington DC on my morning commute and seeing the flags at half mast.  We hired a recent college graduate who started a month ago and on a recent drive to lunch we passed the Pentagon.  He asked, “is that the side the plane hit?”  We went on to point out where and the car remained silent for a bit.  All of these types of small things are a constant reminder to me that there is evil in this world.  Until some significant change occurs, the Utopian thinking that comes from many liberals is naive and short-sighted.

They can say what they want about the Bush administration but it would be hard to argue that President Bush wasn’t right when he said the following in 2007:

I know some in Washington would like us to start leaving Iraq now. To begin withdrawing before our commanders tell us we’re ready would be dangerous for Iraq, for the region and for the United States. It would mean surrendering the future of Iraq to al-Qaeda. It would mean that we’d be risking mass killings on a horrific scale. It would mean we’d allow the terrorists to establish a safe haven in Iraq to replace the one they lost in Afghanistan. It would mean we’d be increasing the probability that American troops would have to return at some later date to confront an enemy that is even more dangerous.

Which leads me to item 2.

Item 2:  ISIS and President ObamaBarack Obama

No, I didn’t watch the speech last night but I’ve heard and read some commentary on it.  I primarily didn’t watch it since I believe that President Obama lacks leadership.  He takes no responsibility for his actions or inactions and seeks to reason away or blame others.  His whole first term was nothing more than “it’s all Bush’s fault”.  As of late, it’s been the GOP in Congress’ fault.  He really hasn’t gotten out in front of an issue and led the country.  And when he does get involved in an issue, he has no experience or capability of negotiating or unifying the disparate parties resulting in his petulant behavior and governing via Executive Orders.  A position he was wholly against during his campaign.  The first part of last night’s speech only reinforces this as it has been described as “defensive” – in essence saying that we’ve (the Obama Administration) has been taking action via the drone strikes over the last several years.

He has become a non-factor.  His approval ratings are low.  Some democrats are shying away from him and his policies for this mid-term election cycle.  And foreign leaders aren’t buying what he’s selling and discount the ability for the United States to commit and act in support of global events.  Meh.

Which leads me to item 3.

Item 3:  Apple’s Big DayApple Watch review (4)-580-90

So Apple had it’s big day this week announcing several things but two of note: The iPhone 6 (and 6+) and the Apple Watch (seriously, it’s not the iWatch??).  Look, Apple is catching up to the rest of the smartphone world with the iPhone 6 – particularly in the size department.  They were innovative when the iPhone first came out and maybe the first few generations, but Apple lost that momentum and other companies went to school on them and surpassed them.  I’m not quite sure the huge screen is warranted as I still view my smartphone as a: (1) phone to make calls, (2) a texting platform and (3) a means of quickly finding info – directions, addresses, trivia, etc.  It’s not a multimedia or video playing device that I want to watch a 2 hour feature film on its 5″ screen.  So the iPhone 6 announcement is a decent step and big news for Apple.

The Apple Watch, however, is meh.  One can look at the daily stock tracker for Apple and it tanks when the Watch gets announced during the event.  Watches are pretty simple things – they decorate your wrist and tell the time.  A few do some additional things but in the end the important features are that it gets worn with some possible exposure to water, runs on batteries that last years or via simple wind up action, and tells the time.

The Apple Watch is huge…physically – I have dress shirts that I would have to wear the cuff unbuttoned to fit that thing on comfortably.  You need an iPhone to use it but the iPhone charging cable isn’t the same one that the Watch uses to recharge.  For $350, I just don’t see this as anything more that an attempt in a field where others have failed.  This isn’t saying that Apple might get there someday…but this version isn’t going to be the one to do it.


Understanding NFL Behavior

The Czar’s often enigmatic father has been able to explain NFL behavior off-the-field for a long time, and there was no point in us even talking to him about the Ray Rice situation. We already know what he will tell us, and it will be something like this.

The NFL is unique among professional sports due to the emphasis on recruitment at an early age. The NBA is not too far behind them, but the NBA is more stringent in managing the off-court antics of its players. While the NBA has its share of scandals, generally the NBA does a very strong job of providing mentoring and guidance of its newest players behind the scenes. This isn’t widely known, but the NBA even provides directions on how its players will dress and represent the NBA when attending off-court events or charity functions.

The NFL does not. And what happens is very simple: a boy shows some aptitude for football in grade school or junior high. In time, high schools start recruiting the very best. All your high school expenses can be compensated, the boys are told, particularly if your parents are underfunded. The boys go through high school with the school administration ensuring they can concentrate on their football.

But Czar, you say, although really this is his father’s excellent theory, they never did this for my kids. No—only for the very best, like the 0.0001% who make it to the NFL.

In high school, the colleges come courting. Now, of course, the colleges expect the young men to attend class and achieve a genuine major. But as long as they keep producing in football, they will pay little or no tuition money. Or room and board, or book costs, or lab fees. All they have to do is keep good grades going and play unearthly football.

As you would expect, this takes time. The very best are traveling from state to state, going from one game to another. When off the bus, they are practicing. When on the bus, they are supposed to be studying for exams. The very best players will confess that when they were in college, they really didn’t have as much of a social life as some of the guys on the team. Yeah, there were partiers, but they usually don’t get sent up to the NFL. Everything else was taken care of by the school.

So they get drafted by the NFL. Signing bonuses, first-class flights, agents. A nice team check. You’re on the team!

And then that’s it for the typical NFL player. Now that you get a paycheck, you’re on your own. You need to find a place to live, a way to manage your money, and you even have time to have a social life.

The problem of course is that for many NFL players, you have absolutely no experience doing this. You have more time than you ever had, more money than you could have imagined, and no social skills whatsoever. His entire social life has been with the team, on the bus, in the locker room, or taking exams to keep up the grades.

The average NFL player has the personality and maturity of that 13-year-old that the high schools came talking to.

A large amount of junior high kids are very mature, well-balanced, and sensible. A lot are not: they get rowdy, have no clue how to interact with people—especially females—and if given a pile of cash and a new car would buy a lot of blow and wrap the car around a telephone pole. Many are dorks. A lot are punks. Some need a good smack and even need to be scared straight. Some are even cruel.

And that’s your basic NFL player roster. A bunch of compensated, muscular, fast, and privileged adolescents. And further like adolescents, nearly all of them grow out of it and become nice, sensible, enjoyable people. Some do not.

Some remain cruel. And these guys make the news, and we wonder how it happens.

Well, here’s how it happens.