Listening to commercials is dangerous to your health

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I am sitting at my computer on a Saturday listening to a football game as I fill out yet another form for the State of Iowa. It is a month before the  election, and I have never wished with such fervor for a beer commercial as I do at this moment. I implore everyone: stop donating to politicians, they are just going to run out and spend it on TV ads that are much more fable than fact and are completely disconnected from reality. I can't wait for this to end. As an aside: if you are in the least curious as to why the English language has lost all attachment to Shakespearean melodic prose and has adopted tasteless Trumpian Blatant Bullshit as the norm... just listen to political ads.

In the midst of all the absolutely inane verbiage, one ad stood out above all others, and it wasn't for a candidate but a plea for the government to fix the unholy mess TV, Colleges and the NCAA have made of college athletics. A subject near and dear to my heart. My father my father-in-law, my brother-in-law, my nephew, myself, my sons and it appears my grandson in a few years have or will have taken advantage of the ability to play a game to enhance and pay for their education. So, i am going to share my opinion with the two most tone-deaf groups of individuals on earth...elected politicians and their handlers. 

Hey Dumbass.. (That is the collective Dumbassery not one specific Dumbass) Hey Dumbass, college athletics isn't broken you are. The games, and the young men and women who play them, all of them, are fine...they are bigger, stronger faster and a damn cinch smarter than their predecessors. 

They are fine, you aren't, they don't need $15,000,000 coaches, nor do they need conference's that cover the U.S. from coast to coast, $30,000,000 donors need to discuss their largess with the President of the University, not the AD. TV money goes to one office at the University and is distrusted by an algorithm that can't be bribed. There is enough money to ensure that every sport travels well, is treated with the respect their effort and dedication has earned. These are some of your best representatives, treat them like it.

One more point, NIL and transfers rules are simple: no one attached to the University touches the money, help your athlete find an honest, legitimate agent...then get your hand out if his or her pocket. If that athlete choo ses to share with their teammates that's great, you recruited the right kid. Every athlete is allowed one transfer... that's it. One caveat: if their coach leaves, so can they.

Now turn that into 120-page document, put your name on it and get the fuck out of the way.

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