The Agitator drafts a letter that Michael Phelps really ought to sign...
Dear America,I take it back. I don’t apologize.
Because you know what? It’s none of your goddamned business. I work my ass off 10 months per year. It’s that hard work that gave you all those gooey feelings of patriotism last summer. If during my brief window of down time I want to relax, enjoy myself, and partake of a substance that’s a hell of a lot less bad for me than alcohol, tobacco, or, frankly, most of the prescription drugs most of you are taking, well, you can spare me the lecture.
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Firstly, he owes no one an apology, and it is shameful that he allowed himself to be manipulated into giving one (no doubt by those who stand to gain from his continued whoring out).
But secondly, and perhaps more importantly, he was in the perfect position, at the perfect moment, to drive another big nail in the coffin of the unjust drug policies. In an era where our President has even admitted to smoking pot, his voice could have made a real difference.
Like Rosa Parks, he was asked to sit at the back of the bus. And he chose to apologize, walk back, and sit down.
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