To Kieran O’Sullivan: Boxing is a barbaric ritual whose sole purpose is to stun an opponent. Boxing is controlled cruelty. Blood, bowel, sweat pains. Boxing is broken jaws, cracked teeth and burst eye sockets.
And it’s just a good one.
If boxing is an art, then the opponent’s face is the canvas. Draw a picture with your fist. Coordinated bodies, sculpted instruments, graceful legal movements, dancers taking risks – this barbaric ballet.
And it’s just smart.
Nothing is as divisive as boxing. Tribal barbarians roar in the stands, demanding blood and guts – a cruel crowd. Thoughtful solitudes, sipping on the copy Pernod thimble.
If boxing is a barbaric art, if a radical thinker meets a mindless beast, then perhaps you can’t have either without one?
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Recently, the boxing world has witnessed a new recruit to the barbaric art: followers.
Followers are a modern phenomenon. He or she, or they (God help us!) suffer from a sheep-like syndrome of the type “Where’s the flock?” A conundrum that sees sheep blindly follow the shepherd of the moment.
A herd of sheep on a virtual farm on the web – they click and follow on YouTube, TikTok, Instagram and more. Celebrities grow like mushrooms in the digital darkness, buying and selling the mulch and shit they grow. Generations are bored, preoccupied with empty baits,
Intellectually debilitated, sensorily obese, click-to-follow for no other reason than an opposable thumb and a penchant for distraction.
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Fan or follower?
Are you a boxing fan or are you a boxing fan. There is a distinction. Fan is a colloquial abbreviation for the noun “fanatic”. The dictionary definition of fanatic is “a person of excessive, single-minded enthusiasm.” Conversely, a valid definition of a follower is “a person who moves or moves behind someone or something.”
A fan driven by passion and purpose. She likes followers, shadowstalkers, and zombies.
But what does the herd have to do with boxing?
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Yes, Jesus will crush those numbers. A follower by ship in Galilee.
But sooner or later, a demon disguised as a boxing promoter will seduce Jesus with a lucrative crossover boxing gig. Get him a celebrity trainer. put him on a diet Jog, jump, skip, slip – turn the other cheek.
And beware of Jesus. save yourself
If by some miracle Jesus survived Jim’s Via Dolorosa, his followers would inevitably demand a showdown with Jake Paul.
Like Christ, Jake Paul has followers. millions of them. They followed his silly, harmless pre-boxing YouTube video. And when he came out as a public tough, they took him to an arena where he knocked over a series of tomato cans.
Boxing fans were outraged. Lovers of barbaric art condemned on the forums. Questions were raised in the workers’ councils, pubs and bars.
do you call it boxing?
Follow the followers to the money
Fame equals money, squared Kim Kardashian’s butt by Jake Paul’s haircut, divided by promoters.
Nothing is more degrading than money. Khan, Shalom and Warren don’t give herds, they just make money.
Those with a functioning memory may recall Hahn and Warren’s initial reaction to celebrity boxing. they hated it. They were filled with justifiable contempt. They spoke as fans of barbaric art.
But with 30 silver coins…
One final rule: don’t invite Judas to dinner.
I’m going to call it Celebrity/Youtube Boxing is shit. Defamation of great art. It’s like giving a child crayons and expecting Guernica.
Celebrity boxing has only one lasting value. It’s about celebrities beating each other up and saving the efforts of publicly dedicated individuals.
In defense of barbaric art
Boxing is one of the personal last bastions. please think about it. look at your life When was the last time you were truly alone, facing the world in your own way, in a life or death situation with no turning back? A square surrounded by ropes. A pure, unadulterated thrill that relies only on you.
And no matter how cheap Moneyman sells it with barcodes, it never spoils the soul that is the essence of boxing.
So in a world divided between followers and fans, you can decide.