The ancient Chinese philosopher, Lao Tzu, once said, “Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don’t resist them – that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.” Friedrich Nietzsche, the German philosopher, hit boyz off with this, “Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.” Then Mr. Willie, the retired street hustler, down at the car wash shut the building down with, “It is what it is pimp! So deal with it and move on!”
Y’all know how I like to do bruh. I sit in the cut and let all of the dull talkin’ heads give it to you on a superficial level and then I break it down for you in real terms. In other words, I just put it where the goats can get it. Less than a year ago the NFL settled a ridiculous concussion lawsuit for $675 million for a bunch of duns tryin’ to money grab. They may as well have put on a ski mask and ran up in the NFL league office like Jada Pinket and Queen Latifah and set that joint off. Now we’ve got more than 600 former players filing a lawsuit claimin’ that the league illegally supplied them narcotics and other painkillers that numbed their injuries for games that have now led to medical complications down the road.
Like I’ve said in multiple Hot Joints in the past, the medical community didn’t start diagnosing what are now called concussions in sports and in football in particular until a little more than 10 years ago. Nor were there any rules in place to stipulate protocol in the event of one. So all of these duns that are lining up with CTE diagnosis lookin’ for public sympathy and bread that are 45 years old or older that played in the ‘70’s, ‘80’s and early ‘90’s are playin’ themselves.
That’s like some dun tryin’ to sue General Motors because his mother died in the car accident in 1973 because she wasn’t wearing a seat belt! There were no seat belt laws at that time. Now you’ve got duns tryin’ to get even more bread out of the league like the first suit wasn’t enough. Now the league is at fault because a boy voluntarily took painkillers in order to play and not sit out of games. That’s like Michael Jackson suing all of the concert promoters because he got addicted to painkillers while touring. He didn’t have to take them but he didn’t want to miss any shows and he wanted that bread.
Let me just say this pimpin’, welcome to the real world! Boyz have always had jobs in this country that have destroyed their bodies and who are they gonna sue? If football was the profession that you chose then it is what it is playa. Now you’re dealing with the reality of what you signed up for just like everybody else that worked a dangerous job in America. Even if they would have told you that later in life you were going to have some brain trauma from running into cats with your head or have some medical problems down the line from abusing painkillers, would you have quit? Not at all! You wanted to play and you did whatever you had to do to stay on the field.
Can you imagine the National Crack Head Association suing boyz 30 years from now because they’re seeing a rise in COPD, dementia and hallucinations? What is the world comin’ to bruh! Now you played the most violent of game on the face of the planet and you didn’t think that you were gonna have some type of medical problems down the line? You abused painkillers every freakin’ day of your life for 10 years and you didn’t think that it was gonna knock on your door with his pants down at some point?
Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! Nobody out here is feelin’ sorry for some cats that made ridiculous bread over the course of their careers and now they’ve got some medical problems! What about the guy that worked in the steel mill for 35 years, retires and finds out that he’s got lung cancer from all of the chemicals that he was exposed to all of those years? Who’s feelin’ sorry for him? Is ABC/ESPN News running out to his crib tryin’ to interview him? Can he sue the freakin’ mill because he chose to go to that joint everyday for 35 years? Absolutely not! Is anybody feelin’ sorry for Ms. Wanda down the street because she’s got early onset dementia because of the overexposure to chemicals down at the factory where she worked for 40 years? Not at all! But she’s takin’ it like a G because that’s what she had to do to make a livin’.
The average salary in America is $27K and the average salary in the NFL is $1.9 million playboy. Sure, boyz weren’t making that type of bread 30 years ago but neither were workin’ class people. So the scale just moved. Either way, these cats that played in the NFL were making way more bread than Ms. Wanda and Uncle Buck was makin’ I’ll tell you that. But check this out playa, they’re strugglin’ with same issues that former players are screamin’ about and they made a minimum wage salary for the better part of their lives. So you can go head on with that foolishness!
I’m from Gary, Indiana and everybody’s daddy worked in the steel mills for years and are now strugglin’ with somethin’. I had classmates that lost their fathers to accidents on the job. Died tyin’ to make a livin’ do you hear me? Boyz lost limbs and got burned half to death and you got rich playin a freakin’ game and you want a boy to feel sorry for you? At least you came home every night and lived like a king even if you didn’t make millions per year! The minimum wage in the league is $420K! In the real world it’s $7.20 an hour bruh! So you sound like a darn fool complainin’ about bein’ taken advantage of knowin’ full well that you got in line to get the painkillers so that you could play. And that’s the edited version bruh!
There are three cats from the 1985 Chicago Bears Super Bowl championship team named on the current law suit as well. You’ve got the punky QB Jim McMahon, Hall of Famer Richard Dent and offensive lineman Keith Van Horne tryin’ to get some bread knowin’ that they wanted that title more than they thought about their health 30 years later. That’s like D. Wade suing the NBA in twenty years because he’s havin’ medical problems as a result of takin’ shots and painkillers now because his knees are shot. He’s tryin’ to win a another championship and he fully understands what’s goin’ on. That dun can’t even feel his toes at this point bruh. I bet he falls off of the toilet every morning because he can’t feel his own butt. So stop with this foolishness bruh! It’s clearly a money grab.
Where I’m from cats were dyin’ tryin’ to make a regular living and those that were able to retire after 30 years in the mill didn’t get to enjoy it because the chemicals ate them up. So excuse me for not listenin’ to all of this foolishness that the dull media and these former players are tryin’ to sell me. Go ask Ms. Wanda that’s still livin’ in the hood how she’s feelin’ this mornin’ before you get on somebody’s radio show and start whinin’ like Keith Sweat up in this piece. Stop me when I start lyin’!