PENNance

I'm so angry about this Penn State thing, I'm about ready to explode.

In case you haven't heard about it, a football coach at the school is facing dozens of charges of abusing young boys over the last 20 years or so.

There were eyewitnesses. Even so, no one did anything to stop him, presumably worried about the reputation and therefore funding of the school and its sports rather than the health and welfare of the boys being raped.

To be clear, the allegations aren't whispers or rumours. In sworn testimony, a guy who's now a coach himself, but was at the time a student at the school, says he walked in on a coach in the middle of sodomizing a young boy. His reaction? He called his dad and then told the head coach.

On what planet does a person walk into a room where a naked man is raping a naked ten year old boy, and not jump in to save the child? On what planet do you witness that and NEVER go to the police?

On Planet Sports, I guess. Planet US Sports where there is more money than compassion, more ego than humanity, where in the name of cash, some star players finish university never having learned to read, where it seems anything goes as long as your team wins.

Now, before we get all self-righteous about the Yanks and their crazed ways, take a minute to remember Martin Kruze and what happened to him at Maple Leaf Gardens.

For that matter, also remember our sad history of residential schools, because in the end, that sorry story is not really so different from what happened at Penn State.

When idolatry and power converge and questions are silenced, sickos will find their way in.