Sports, Anthems, and Farting

I do not understand why national anthems are played at every, single, sporting event (in Soccer, it’s only done at World Cup matches – except here – because they’re playing at a country level.) 

It began as an accidental thing in the 7th inning stretch of a baseball game. Unlike “God bless America, ” or “America the Beautiful, the one we use is depressingly difficult to sing – and here’s where the music came from:
Making this even more interesting is the fact that “The Star-Spangled Banner” – which borrowed its difficult melody from a “To Anacreon in Heaven,” a British song about boozing and womanizing – wasn’t adopted as the official national anthem of the U.S. until 1931. (Source: Chicago Tribune.)
Now, before any of you anonymous pseudo-patriotic, nationalist fascist “you’ll do it our way or else you’re un-American” typing furiously behind your red, white & blue computers have your head explode with self-righteous indignation, hold onto your brain cell.
What has sports got to do with the anthem? Sports is just that. The two got mixed because when that accident happen (during the First World War) it was noted and used by the war marketers as an opportunity in front of such large crowds, to push hyper-nationalism and hyper-patriotism by tying it to Sporting events, where masses of men gathered and could be persuaded to join up.
And soon the two became one.

It’s time for a divorce. One has nothing to do with the other, and with all the hate being spewed by the anonymous brave online, who threaten from the safety of being behind their computer screen, to saying some of the most revealingly inane comments, suggesting that our first amendment rights only belong to them and set their own obviously wise limits to who can do what under that amendment, it just makes sense.

And as we lounge in front of our TVs, drinking beer and doing whatever else (farting, scratching, belching and guffawing over how cool that last fart was, bro, eh?) while the anthem comes to a close on the tube and no one ever thinks of getting up (apparently, reverence is limited to only a  stadium), it seems just a wee bit odd and warped. 

The most effective way to honor our vets? Read my last post. Take that anger over a hard-to-sing song and actually do something to get our veterans the help they need. Talk is cheap (especially anonymously) – walk the walk, unless your legs are broken. Vets need your real help, not outrage over anthems and sports. 

From the porch, blessings and belly laughs. 💕💕

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