NFL Reinstates Ray “Boom Bitch Goes Down” Rice

by Scott Creighton

Ray Rice charity check

“Rice at a 2013 event with Sandi Timmins, the director of the House of Ruth, a domestic violence prevention shelter in Baltimore”

After being caught lying about the seeing the video and giving Ray Rice a ridiculous two game suspension, the NFL has effectively white-washed the incident, freeing themselves up with an “independent” retired judge to bring Ray “Boom Bitch Goes Down” Rice back into their loving fold. The lesson here from the NFL brand? Don’t beat the shit out of your wife unless you’re a big enough star to get away with it.

THANKS NFL… for that lovely message for your young fans!

“What do you want to be when you grow up Tommy?”

I want to be a big star so I can knock a bitch out on national TV and get away with it like Ray-Ray, daddy

“That’s good kid. Keep your eyes on the prize… God bless America. I love you boy.”

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Will the NFL Recover from this Crisis of Character? Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

by Scott Creighton

Newsflash to the NFL owners: Lenore coming back?  Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

nevermore`Prophet!’ said I, `thing of evil! – prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us – by that God we both adore –
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore –
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels name Lenore?’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

`Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!’ I shrieked upstarting –
`Get thee back into the tempest and the Night’s Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! – quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’  The Raven, Edgar Allan Poe, 1845

Perched upon the pallid bust of Pallas just above the NFL’s chamber door is a prophet that took the form of a raven from Baltimore named Rice.

Ray’s alcohol fueled brutality in the elevator of some casino didn’t drive Lenore away from the brand known as the NFL. He was simply the messenger who foretold of a coming great demise.

What brought the NFL to this it’s loneliest despairing place was it’s own greed and callus indifference to the rule of law and civil society as a whole.

The NFL allowed corporate ideology to usurp basic human decency and for that sin… it’s soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor shall be lifted – nevermore.

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