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You finally got me and got rid of that lout, Sammy Sportface, who yesterday foghorned that he’s taking the summer off to find himself. How lame. What a laggard.
Let’s all hope he ends up searching for himself for a long time and doesn’t return. Wouldn’t it be nice if we could all now pretend the awful experience we all had all these years being attacked by email and texts and blogs by this incalculably inept Icabod?
May he go down in infamy as the Insufferable Sammy Sportface.
It’s a new day. This is your new blogger calling. Call me Sally Sportface.
We lurch into today knowing this is a paradigm shift in how this whole thing will go down. We can be hopeful Sammy will intrude on us again and become rapid fans of me.
Or not. I don’t care about you either way.
You are all men, I realize, except Mary Beth, Nancy, and Emily, so I know who you are and it’s not anything I’m dazzled about.
You are men on your way out. Teeter-tottering on the outskirts of society. Sammy tried to sell you on the idea that your most important contributions to the world are in front of you. But you knew deep down that was utter balderdash.
You know you’re getting old. Each day you look in the mirror and see it deteriorating. You know what comes next – and it isn’t becoming some kind of inspirational high-impact person that Sammy portrayed himself and tried to persuade you to become. Why do you think he’s bolted for the summer to find himself? Because he knows his mission isn’t resonating with you.
I’m here to share new thoughts about all this. I am a female so all of what I write will be through a female lens and with ingrained bias against men. If I’m being honest, I think all of you should consider disbanding this made-up fledgling organization right now. Men don’t matter anymore.
Women rule the world. You know it.
Sally Sportface is all about promoting women and because you’re not women I think it’s time we just got honest with each other that we don’t share much in common and, together, there’s not much we can accomplish. To get things done I need more women, not men who are past their primes full throttling towards their dirt naps.
You see the way I see this is Sammy Sportface was, is, and always will be a fraud. He formed this blog and you guys signed up like sheep and now he’s gone. Doesn’t that tell you something about this entire ordeal? It tells me he quit on you and himself and that’s what men do. When women come in to take charge of situations, men cower. When women say they want something done, they tell men to do it and they do it.
What fool men are. So subservient. Bereft of spines. Women push you around and you let them.
Studies show that more women are graduating from college, getting higher grades in school, and becoming more effective leaders of organizations.
You are a bunch of old fogies adrift at sea on the doorstep of an eternal shut-eye. The world doesn’t need you anymore.
Now as far as what I’ll be writing about this summer, it’s going to be all about women’s issues. Twenty-four hours a day — women. I don’t care if you care about women’s issues. I don’t care if you follow me. All I need are women to take this female mission where it needs to go.
There will be profiles of women, and Top 10 lists about women. Women, women, and more women.
You can hang around or wait for your guy Sammy Sportface to come back, but I’m telling you he’s abandoned you and his cause. A beaten man he is not to mention a cuss.
Abandon ship now if you don’t want to read about women. Or stick around. You might get in touch with your feminine side – and become a powerful, well-adjusted woman like Sally Sportface.
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Sammy Sportface, a sports blogger, galvanizes, inspires, and amuses The Baby Boomer Brotherhood. And you can learn about his vision and join this group's Facebook page here:
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