Robert's Blog

You know what pisses me off?

A couple of things. First:

That fucking Miracle whip commercial that shows all those hip, young adults partying on city roof top and posing with a jar of Miracle Whip. The V.O. is something like “We will not quiet down… when we’re in a sandwich you’ll know it… we’re not your average mayo.” It’s just one of those commercials that tries so hard, you feel bad for whoever decided to finance that shit. It reminds me of that WNBA commercial where the V.O. is something like “Expect excitement… expect competition… expect fun.” Well you know what, at least those statements have something to do with that sport… albeit, you’ll be hard pressed to “expect fun” at a WNBA game, but at least it’s somewhat relevant. Wtf does mayo have to do with “quieting down?” Fuck you Miracle Whip. Fuck you to hell.

Second, why is Michael Beasley going to rehab for a bag of weed? I get that the NBA has an image to protect and that this hurts the Miami Heat’s reputation, but seriously… rehab for weed? I’m reminded of Half Baked where Bob Saget stands up and says “I used to suck dick for coke… you ever suck dick for marijuana?!” Well, Mr. Chapelle (who co-wrote the movie) has a point. There’s no reason for that fool to be taking up space in a high end rehab center when there are thousands of people around the nation that have truly crippling addictions. And this is the photo that got Beasley in trouble:

It’s not even blatant, but if you look at the Sprite Bottle on his table, there’s maybe half an eighth just sitting there. Well fuck that. If the NBA wants to come down on Beasley, I think the only fitting punishment would be to have Mike come out, make a public apology, and then have him promise he’ll never do it again (or at least in the public eye). And that’s it. It’s time we get over this stigma that marijuana is a “life ruining, dangerous drug,” and start to live in the 21st century. This is America god damn’t.