I’m halfway through writing a post that’s pretty critical of Kentucky, so for a little context I thought I’d share this.
It’s been a while since we had a player at UK like this. I was seeing pictures weeks ago of Nerlins with Kelly hanging out in the hospital; a personal gesture to a friend in a bad situation. I saw the Derby story yesterday, and my response was all, “fuck, that guy is nice. What an asshole for making the rest of us look bad”. Which is a great compliment, by the way (when you’re on the dick side of humanity).
We’ve seen – figuratively and literally- more of what this kid is made of than most UK players, and it’s a shame he’ll be off to the draft next month. Really though, if I were obscenely tall with a funny smile and the last fan of Kid n’ Play (and too young to remember that no one actually liked Kid n’ Play at the time), the last thing that I’d want to be is an ass.
Someone sent me a link to an article on here, and I cringed. Both at the article and the site itself; it looks like Jaded Punk has about as much of a clue as those celebrites. The thing about punk, whether you’re talking about it as a cultural movement, a social group, a lifestyle, a fashion, or strictly music, is that there’s no satisfactory definition. Jaded Punk seems to take the mantle of the angry early-90s punk crowd I knew: everyone is wrong and stupid, and we should be venomous about it all the time. It’s a fairly immature and antagonistic way to see things. It was appropriate when I was 15; it’s really pretty tiring at this point, on the same level as people who post comments on youtube that “this person is a hack, no one will ever be as good as ____”.