And that makes this post #2,500.

Good God.  Two thousand, five hundred posts.

Seven years, ten months, five days.

As I said almost nineteen months ago, five hundred posts ago, the evils I have witnessed have turned this blog directions I had never intended it to.  My original intent was NFL-centric, and a series of how most of the Super Bowls have been rigged, or at the least contaminated.

We now have seen the open-faced necessity of abuse (of women, gays, etc.) in the name of entertainment and sport.  And since no one wants to slaughter the sacred cow, it's allowed to continue.

And fester.

And increase.

I've seen the increase in head injuries and the desire of many Americans to see athletes who don't swear fealty to go away and quite literally fuck off and die.

I've seen places I used to think were against the grain of the traditional sports media bow and knuckle to the abuse and pedophilia and violence toward women and all the other things which have made sports impossible to feasibly support.

Knowing football season as I do, 2,750 probably comes around January 1.

3,000?  Some point in 2019, depending on insanity and circumstances.

But, to the chagrin of many in power, I'm still here.  And those who don't like that can fuck off.