Psssssht.
Univ. of Georgia and USC Columbia have both done "black out" home football games.
Not popular because black clothes are hot as greenhouses when worn outdoors in fall in the south.
The basketball pic? They're yelling "AIR BALL AIR BALL"
Somebody look close and see if any of the kids are holding up car keys, in the "better start up the team bus" classic taunt.
Heckling at basketball games is fun.
>>4855044 previous bread
This post hints at the SAME REASON that all the hyper-evangelical Christian mens/womens' groups and "Bible studies" get on my last nerve.
They turn into weird, spill-your-guts, everybody sobs, group therapy sessions.
The womens' events turn into places where PMS-ing women get too emotional, talk too much, cry a bunch, and then later get upset when their stupid lack of discretion becomes small town bitch gossip.
For Pete's sake, people. Sort your messy life out on your own, and that sounds cruel, but when it all boils down, it's the only choice we have.
Hard facts:
1) Life can be hard and unfair, and bad things happen to good people. The key is in how we react to those things.
2) Sometimes those messes (relationships, poor career/financial decisions, tattoos, bad haircuts) are our own fault. The only solution is to pull up your socks and figure out some ways to undo the worst of the damage.
Just my two cents, but I'd rather seek peace in quiet meditation and prayer. The Bible (and, to be fair, human history) is loaded with examples of people coping with adversity. Some of them overcome it, and some of them don't.
All those massive money-maker "love offering" gatherings set my teeth on edge.
Am sick of the word "community", too.
Our private lives are their own kind of freedom.
Manhood, and all the good that can be accomplished by the fullness of it by GOOD ethical and moral men, needs to be rediscovered.
By the same token, womanhood, and all the grace and goodness the feminine role can add to the world by good women, needs to be rediscovered as well.
I don't hate anybody, but I do have a degree of pity on people who find themselves confused about what their role is in life. It seems like an unhappy existence.
I give thanks for my happy, contented marriage at this stage of life. We're partners, we communicate well, we support each other, and enjoy each other's company. Didn't marry until I was 41, and never expected as much.