Toronto traded its soul for multiculturalism in 1972. Even the accent has chanced... listen to film from 1933 or even 1964.... and despair.... But worse.... it then rushed to trade its soul to be “big league” which is why you couldn’t get people to an argo game even though I remember when young white boys and men from Hamilton and Toronto brawled in the stands..... little did we know the CFL was funded and survived beyond reason to africanize our sensibilities... get used to cheering for blacks and see them part of our communities and inculcate their manners, esthetics and music.... long before they could touch hockey or Cherry. Then came the big league jays... and POC culture made greater inroads with a few titles and then the real death knell.... basketball... arrived on the scene.... baltimore here we come.... crass, vulgar violent and utterly devastating the last vestiges of loyalist culture... again long before they could africanize every hockey nite in canada ad.... in soylent green every apartment came with a girl.... now every canadian space came with a black dude... still only a few percentages of the non gta population.....literally every ad.... or make the Chinese girl n every beer ad the best kid on the street hockey team.... and then guilt for the slaves we never had.... and yet there hockey remains.... what it was... despite the treason of Canadians and nhlers... saying nothing where cherry was ritually crucified... and we wait.... for the rebellion or european canada’s final demise because it can only be one or the other ... but that rebellion won t come in southern ontario... my once home land... where they can never quite figure out the cause of discontent.... the swarming of ttc drivers, another act of gun or random violence, another plea to end addiction and gangs... the tribalism that has replaced western civilization ....what was.... south african levels of bland materialism.... abd decay.... while the people bemoan Trump, or Tucker or white “supremacy” or abortion rights.... and cheer a raptors or a jay win and listen to hazel maye as if she were howie meeker or could be and the nation drifts unknowing into utter irrelevance... a globalist puppet state... a successful experiment in ritual conquest and cultural rape and de westernization... not even with a wimper... more of a last dying breath in an old folks home where no one cares or can even pronounce your name
Tangential, but as an American soccer fan primarily forced to watch European soccer leagues (as it usually has the best rivalries and technical play in my opinion), you see the same with all of the largest clubs. Young talent that's stuck through multiple seasons of mediocre-to-awful play because of a love of the club's history warm the bench, while big names are just biding their time before being sniped by a club willing to cut a bigger draft deal or doing their pre-retirement tour. Bonus points if you can name the club from that description.
You see the same in our home pro leagues. The great American past-time, baseball, is a sport for nerds whole like crunching math stats. As an American nerd, it bores me to death. Football, instead of leaning into medical advancements to keep the plays (and rare fights) as rough as yesteryear while being safer, has lost the martial appeal. No wonder, considering how bad hockey fans have told me hockey has gotten and football was usually always tamer.
A dead horse at this point, but it's all a hollowed-out propaganda tool riding on the coattails of storied clubs-turned-soulless brands. Our ancient mythos are burned for being unscientific, our recent history is torn down for being racist, and our current-day hero stories are being pruned into marketing schemes.
Toronto traded its soul for multiculturalism in 1972. Even the accent has chanced... listen to film from 1933 or even 1964.... and despair.... But worse.... it then rushed to trade its soul to be “big league” which is why you couldn’t get people to an argo game even though I remember when young white boys and men from Hamilton and Toronto brawled in the stands..... little did we know the CFL was funded and survived beyond reason to africanize our sensibilities... get used to cheering for blacks and see them part of our communities and inculcate their manners, esthetics and music.... long before they could touch hockey or Cherry. Then came the big league jays... and POC culture made greater inroads with a few titles and then the real death knell.... basketball... arrived on the scene.... baltimore here we come.... crass, vulgar violent and utterly devastating the last vestiges of loyalist culture... again long before they could africanize every hockey nite in canada ad.... in soylent green every apartment came with a girl.... now every canadian space came with a black dude... still only a few percentages of the non gta population.....literally every ad.... or make the Chinese girl n every beer ad the best kid on the street hockey team.... and then guilt for the slaves we never had.... and yet there hockey remains.... what it was... despite the treason of Canadians and nhlers... saying nothing where cherry was ritually crucified... and we wait.... for the rebellion or european canada’s final demise because it can only be one or the other ... but that rebellion won t come in southern ontario... my once home land... where they can never quite figure out the cause of discontent.... the swarming of ttc drivers, another act of gun or random violence, another plea to end addiction and gangs... the tribalism that has replaced western civilization ....what was.... south african levels of bland materialism.... abd decay.... while the people bemoan Trump, or Tucker or white “supremacy” or abortion rights.... and cheer a raptors or a jay win and listen to hazel maye as if she were howie meeker or could be and the nation drifts unknowing into utter irrelevance... a globalist puppet state... a successful experiment in ritual conquest and cultural rape and de westernization... not even with a wimper... more of a last dying breath in an old folks home where no one cares or can even pronounce your name
Tangential, but as an American soccer fan primarily forced to watch European soccer leagues (as it usually has the best rivalries and technical play in my opinion), you see the same with all of the largest clubs. Young talent that's stuck through multiple seasons of mediocre-to-awful play because of a love of the club's history warm the bench, while big names are just biding their time before being sniped by a club willing to cut a bigger draft deal or doing their pre-retirement tour. Bonus points if you can name the club from that description.
You see the same in our home pro leagues. The great American past-time, baseball, is a sport for nerds whole like crunching math stats. As an American nerd, it bores me to death. Football, instead of leaning into medical advancements to keep the plays (and rare fights) as rough as yesteryear while being safer, has lost the martial appeal. No wonder, considering how bad hockey fans have told me hockey has gotten and football was usually always tamer.
A dead horse at this point, but it's all a hollowed-out propaganda tool riding on the coattails of storied clubs-turned-soulless brands. Our ancient mythos are burned for being unscientific, our recent history is torn down for being racist, and our current-day hero stories are being pruned into marketing schemes.