Sometimes the reader email perfectly sums up exactly what I want to say in a blog:
Come on, is this video serious? I heard the build up from my desk, which was the entire reason I got out of my seat to go watch it. Talk about disappointing.. I thought I was going to see a kid get his head knocked off his shoulders, meanwhile all I saw was a kid laying in snow for 5 minutes while the cops and reporters are talking about the most brutal and disturbing attack they’ve ever seen. Is this serious?? This cop sounds like he’s talking about stopping a terrorist cell but instead it’s about a bunch of 14 year olds being 14 year olds. -Rich
Honestly couldn’t have said it better myself. I watched the clip before reading that and was thinking the same thing. Like did you hear Matt Lauer and the reporter and the police chief? Dudes were like fucking Don King and professional WWF hypemen rolled into one. I mean I made fucking Feitelberg go make me a bowl of popcorn before I watched what was I thought was about to be an epic smackdown. Then I watched the video and honestly I don’t think I’ve ever been more ashamed to be an American. Honestly Flick getting a wedgie under the monkey bars from Farkus and Grover was 10 times more vicious than this tickle fight. Kid got what looked like a titty twister, purple nurple, and a wet willy then got stuffed in a 5 inch high tree and that was that. Even when they were interviewing him the kid was fine.
Look I get it. Bullying can go way too far these days. Obviously if a kid is picked on relentlessly and it’s ruining his life and he can’t show his face in school somebody should step in. But as Rich said when you got 14 year olds being 14 year olds pushing you around a little bit then getting called a vicious wolf pack and getting handcuffed and thrown in jail that’s just insane. It’s shit like this that makes you a man and toughens you up and now it’s pretty much an act of terrorism to stuff a kid in a locker. I swear to God I feel like I’m living inside of a giant vagina or France or something.