Look, we’re American capitalist pigs to the core but even the annual Super Bowl week and its celebration of conspicuous consumption shames us somewhat. And its not just because the Chargers lost last week because we feel this way every year… the season really does end after the conference championship games as far as we’re concerned. Never before in the history of mankind has there been hype, hysteria and general self-gratifying hyperbole that has consistently failed to meet those expectations. And in that sense it feels very much like the unsatisfying conclusion of the college football season as brought to you by the Tostitos BCS.
So what does all this say about our society? We’re not really sure. We’ll leave that up to the more insightful types like Robert Lipsyte, NYT columnist and model of emasculated East Coast pomposity:
Wow… dontcha wish you were there? At the pagan thing, that is. And do you despise this guy as much as we do yet?
Anyway, absent a compelling reason to go to a Super Bowl party, we’re 50/50 as to whether or not we will even watch the game. Honest. Its supposed to rain Sunday (thank City Hall) which is a shame because it would be the perfect opportunity to get out to the mountains or desert since Team Lakeside will be getting bombed indoors instead of out.