Just realized I've only been to one sporting event in recent years since becoming a commie and learning about all the horrific stuff Amerikkka has done (and I was really late to it so the issue of the national anthem never came up). Now that I do, there is no way in hell I can ever stand for the anthem.

If you ever sat down for the anthem, what happened? I'm conflicted over what I think might happen. On one hand, Americans see it as a personal affront if you don't participate in the civil religion. Because everyone stands, you immediately stand out and people immediately think "wtf is this guy's problem, does he not love America?"

OTOH, I believe Americans desperately avoid confrontation unless alcohol is involved. And since the anthem is at the start of the game maybe that's not a problem? Idk I'm just curious about your experiences.

And it's that I don't really want to get into it with someone, it's just I have no idea how to even begin to articulate my thoughts on all the evil shit we've done when some stranger is yelling at you.

  • Thomas_Dankara [any,comrade/them]
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    3 years ago

    From Fear And Loathing On The Campaign Trail '72 by Hunter S Thompson: :hst-pissed:

    This happened to me on the last Sunday of the regular NFL season when two slobbering drunk sportswriters from the Alexandria Gazette got me thrown out of the press box at the Robert F. Kennedy stadium in Washington. I was there as a special guest of Dave Burgin, sports editor of the Washington Star… but when Burgin tried to force a bit of dignity on the scene, they ejected him too.

    We were halfway down the ramp to the parking lot before I understood what had happened. “That gin-soaked little Nazi from the Gazette got pissed off when you didn’t doff your hat for the national anthem,” Burgin explained. “He kept b!tching about you to the guy in charge of the press box, then he got that asshole who works for him all cranked up and they started talking about having you arrested.”

    “Jesus creeping shit,” I muttered. “Now I know why I got out of sportswriting. Christ, I had no idea what was happening. You should have warned me.”

    “I was afraid you’d run amok,” he said. “We’d have been in bad trouble. All those guys from things like the Norfolk Ledger and the Army-Navy Times. They would have stomped us like rats in a closet.”

    I couldn’t understand it. “Hell, I’d have taken the goddamn hat off, if I thought it was causing trouble. I barely even remember the national anthem. Usually, I don’t even stand up.”

    “I didn’t think you were going to,” he said. “I didn’t want to say anything, but I knew we were doomed.”

    “But I did stand,” I said. “I figured, hell, I’m Dave’s guest—why not stand and make it easy for him? But I never even thought about my goddamn hat.”