I like to think that this is still the land of equality.
Where sure, people have different standards of living, because some have more than others.
That we are all endowed by our Creator with certain inalienable rights.
And that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
But I guess I was wrong.
They say the cheerleaders only performed during breaks from play, which was apparently because of new premium seating.
The move came as a shock to the current team and decades-long vets.
They also say the cheerleaders were given a four-day notice that they would not be performing alongside the game.
The cheerleaders were allegedly told the reasoning behind the decision was they would have been blocking the view.
“We drove three hours,” a mother said.
“What am I supposed to tell my daughter?
Where are the cheerleaders?”
Where are the cheerleaders, indeed?
This is a question that deserves to be asked of everyone currently out on the campaign trail.
Whether or not they approve of this blatant classism in our society.
I’m not asking them to legislate this.
In fact, the less they do when they get into office, the better.
I just want to know which direction their moral compasses point.
This is exactly the kind of treatment that gotLes Miserablesin France to rise up against the monarchy.
Marie Antoinette’s head ended up in a basket for less.
Does her time mean nothing?
Which is in front of the paying customers, spreading pep.
Don’t even get me going on the cheerleaders themselves.
And how much they have to work and sacrifice to make it get where they’ve gotten.
Are we just supposed to forget that for a 1pm game, they get up as early as 3:15am?
I’m not here to preach or go on some Working Class Hero rant.
After all, I’ve never done a decent hard day’s work in my life.
It’s just that my heart is with the masses.
Move to Canada, pinkos.
You’re no countrymen of mine.
