In what has to be the LEAST SURPRISING news in human history (or at least in the realms of Football Man being Football Man...):
Jameis Winston is under investigation by the NFL for allegations he groped a female Uber driver in 2016.
I'd almost wager money we are at a point in life that, had I experienced it 30 years ago, I'd have been the monster most of my first two college cities thought I would be.
Seeing what kind of animals most men in power are being exposed to be these days is becoming a frightening thing for me, and I am really getting to the point where I am understanding that my intentions as a young man were completely impossible.
I get that there are false accusations which happen from time to time, and I also get the concept that, should they happen, now would be a very good time for those to happen.
But the fact is that there is very little to essentially no chance that Jameis Winston hasn't groped, fondled, and raped his way through the NFL like he did at Florida State University.
Why? Because he's Football Man, because he can, and because he's the only reason a lot of things exist in "football towns".
We live in a culture where, if you have no value, you have no rights nor privileges. You are expected to "bend over and take it" in the name of the powerful -- the only reasons you are allowed to exist.
Sexual Harassment is only for little people. Consent is only a matter of keeping what is, increasingly, an American caste system in line -- be that consent for sex, power, employment, or whatever else have you.
And, as for me and wanting to treat women in what I mistakenly saw as "The Right Way", it's the line from the old move "War Games":
"An interesting game. The only winning move... is not to play."
To those whom I wasted their time and damn near took so much from them in my early college years, I am so sorry I ever touched your lives.
I'm not Jameis Winston. I had no value in your communities.
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