Superbowl Sunday really is the most American of holidays, isn’t it? It’s about being with friends, television, advertising, consuming large amounts of fat, salt and alcohol, and sitting on the couch watching other people do things instead of actually doing anything yourself. Shit, if you threw in some American flags, guns, tits & ass, and a message that we are better than all the other people of the world, you’d have a perfect map of the American psyche.
Well, I guess you’d have to work Jesus in there somehow too.
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