A theory of mine is that men only like to watch the sports they’ve personally played. I never liked watching martial arts until I began doing them myself. Only then did the blurry motions hold any appeal. Only then did I feel, just a little, like a participant when I watched it. I even get wiggly on the sofa while watching.
Bare-knuckles boxing is making a comeback in the United States.
I disapprove despite being a kickboxer who once had a VIP seat to men in plate armor bashing each other with sticks. For me, it’s the blood. Not a squeamish thing; for Christians, the human body is sacred and not to be broken for cheap thrills. God doesn’t approve of people being actually maimed for our entertainment.
Wes The Great had an excellent comment:
The Roman coliseum all over again. It was nerds, quiet and civilized men, cultured men, and men who only fought when they needed to who actually built this nation. Civilization/culture etc was built by intelligence, not by this BS. If you think masculinity is a bunch of low IQ animals beating their faces in than you are a fucking retard, and in all reality you actually agree with feminists on toxic masculinity. This crap is fucking garbage. To me these fighters are no different than whores in porn…they are just low IQ losers who have one specific skillset and one specific mentality who only exist to satisfy the pathetic masses with shallow, superficial drama/entertainment. Fighting is tough, and a lot of these men have some huge balls, but it is still trash. It is like saying a whore in porn is brave because she is cool with degrading herself on camera. Two different industries, but from a consumer standpoint it is all the same shit. Not saying that competition and fighting is inherently bad, the complete opposite, but this shit is PPV crap designed to be trashing and overly dramatic. There is no honor, tradition, NOTHING in these type of fighting events.
He’s right. The nerd, not the thug, is the apex of patriarchy… so slouching back to spilling blood for money is a bad sign. There’s even a difference between risking human life in a daredevil stunt, where the guy hopes to survive unharmed even while taking insane chances, and beating human life into hamburger for ratings.
Still, it was heartening that 28 states refused this event even though the preceding one, a few years back on an Amerind reservation, got a million views. Bad year for cattle, Wyoming?
Not that I ever played or followed American football anyway, but I didn’t like the NFL because it did nothing to discourage severe steroid use, playing through severe body trauma or other violations of the body. The concussion scandals alone would have forced a total revamp of the league had the commissioners any respect for human life. The players were well-paid for the damage they inflicted upon themselves but that’s like saying fornication is okay if you have a good time. Rarely does money turn sin into a virtue.
Bloodsport isn’t Christian. Isn’t even necessary. We have many better ways to be entertained, including the simple put the damn gloves back on.