Wednesday, May 27, 2009
So, Vick's back on the streets now (well, at least on house arrest and out of prison), and all I hear are cries of "omg he's so lucky he's in sports, if I did that I wouldn't be able to go back to my job, ohhhhh woe is fucking me", etc.
And you know what? Every time I hear it, it makes me want to build my own personal dog rapestand.
Vick IS NOT going back to his employer. He's not going back to the Falcons. The Falcons are his employer...football is just his profession. For example, let's say you are accountant. But not just a normal accountant...so don't remind me that "if Jaguars OT Tony Pashos was in jail for two years on dog fighting charges, he wouldn't be accepted back into football!". Of course not...he's decent, but nothing special in the NFL. Just like you are at your accounting job. Sure, you do ok with the payroll, but anybody off the street with an accounting degree and lack of interstate gambling charges on their record can do the same.
But say you were the most electrifying accountant in the game. You debited and credited like nobody's fucking business. People actually paid to watch you fill in a general ledger. And then you start your dog-fighting ring, and your company gets rid of you.
After you've served your time, can you expect the company to get rid of you? Possibly.
But what's to stop you from going to a new accounting firm and getting a job? If anything, the fame and structure of professional sports HURTS Vick...it doesn't help him. If you are a janitor and get a DUI and get fired from your job, you can go janitor it up somewhere else with no fanfare. Vick can't do that. You think that a janitor who gets fired in Atlanta is going to face a public relations backlash if he applies for a job in Minnesota? Absolutely not, bitches.
So shut the f up with that argument.