Too Sexy For My Shirt

Unlike his assumed hero, Colin Kaepernick, Olympic fencer Race Imoden has a pretty good lock on his career: he has a day job as a super man-child model.

Race Imoden’s publicity photo for the Wilhelmina Agency

Why do you care? You probably don’t but Race (who names their kid “Race” – weenie liberal parents, that’s who) is the Olympic fencer who took a knee on the podium last week after his team won gold at the Pan Am games.

Then used the opportunity to tweet his feeble mind:

Never mind that he signed a statement promising to refrain from demonstrations that are political in nature. And in his real world, modeling, such antics are certain to be a resume enhancer thus giving lie to the ‘sacrifie’ he made.

I have nothing to add to former United States Navy SEAL officer and U.S. Representative Dan Crenshaw’s tweet:

Although I would like to suggest that sports writers should also sign an agreement to not “make remarks or release propaganda of political, religious or racial nature” during the Games just like the athletes do. This acorn comes to you via Nancy Armour, USA TODAY sports reporter:

Also, athletes who have criticized President Donald Trump have felt the wrath of his sycophant followers, while those who have engaged in peaceful protest, that most fundamental of American rights, have found themselves ostracized or blackballed.

But this country, already badly wounded by partisan divide and hate mongering, seems to have reached a tipping point in the past week. Are we going to continue to bury our heads along with our dead from yet another mass shooting? Are we going to allow President Donald Trump to put our fellow citizens in further danger with his racism and bigotry? Are we going to let Trump and all those who bleat about loving America dismantle our rules of law and democratic traditions?

Why can’t we all just get along? Oh wait, I know: it’s because of unchecked white privilege isn’t it? Granted, some use it for the common good…

while others exploit it for shameful self-promotion. And that’s the difference between ‘sacrifie’ and Semper Fi.

“I’m too sexy for my shirt”