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Tale of Two Douglases: Gabby v. Alyssa

September 8, 2012 1 comment

Gabrielle Douglas, “Golden Gabby” with her historic Individual All-Around Gymnastics Medal at the 2012 London Olympics

During the London Olympics, I was enthralled by the historic achievements of Gabrielle Douglas. Golden Gabby made history as she was winning gold medals. And she was poised in the face of the white-hot media glare. Even when others lost their minds over, of all stupid things, her hair, Golden Gabby stayed elegant, poised and mature beyond her years.

In the time since the Olympics, Golden Gabby’s future is secure due to the promise of many lucrative endorsement deals. But she appears to remain what she was, a sweet, extremely focused, loving teen aged girl.

Last night, we were introduced to another Douglas girl. Alyssa Douglas. I don’t know very much about Alyssa. Like Golden Gabby, she is a teen age girl, 16 years old to be exact. She is from a town near Cincinnati, Ohio. It is my understanding that she aspires to be a hairdresser. I also know that she spews violent, hateful rants about the President on Twitter. I include her name because she removed any privacy concerns when she publishes her violent post on Twitter. I reconsidered posting her photograph, which is easily found. Just because this child is irresponsible with her privacy, I won’t pile on since I already find her judgment flawed. If you want to know what she looks like, you can do the same google search I did. But I will tell you that Alyssa is white.

Yes, last night Alyssa Douglas took to Twitter to post a simple one line tweet that defies logic and common sense: “Someone needs to assassinate Obama…like ASAP. #DieYouPieceOfShit”

Alyssa Douglas’ Twitter account has been removed, but the damage has been done. I understand that for a time before her Twitter account was removed, she was actually GAINING Twitter followers for dumping that kind of random violent ideation onto the Twitterosphere. Wow. Does this CHILD realize what she has done?

I bet Golden Gabby, who experienced the savage effects of Twitter and Facebook, understood what this stupid child did. But even if Alyssa did not understand the consequences of the stupidity at the beginning of the day, by now I am certain she is grasping the severity of the situation.

You see, the Secret Service doesn’t like it when folks threat the President of the United States…even if those threats are issued on Twitter. A man was recently jailed in Charlotte for threatening the President on Twitter. Frankly, I hope they throw the book at this girl. At the age of 16, you are old enough to understand that your actions have consequences.

The Obama Family after President Obama delivers his acceptance speech at the Democratic National Convention in Charlotte, NC.

As for the folks who would tell me that I have no sense of humor because Alyssa was only joking. My response is simple. You are right. I have no sense of humor when the life of a man with a wife and two children is concerned. Since someone issued a similar threat against Gov. Romney, I have the same no nonsense attitude. A call to arms to kill a public official is NEVER FUNNY. It’s stupid, reckless, and potentially criminal.

We live in a society where it is easier to buy a gun than it is to vote. In our country, a young man, who would go on to leave a trail of devastation in his wake, was able to purchase SIX THOUSAND ROUNDS OF AMMUNITION on the internet without raising any red flags. Have you bought cold medicine lately? It’s almost as difficult to do as voting, but guns and ammo…no worries. It is in that environment a 16 year old child takes to Twitter calling for the killing of our President.

The Secret Service has already been to her home. I hope she has spent the entire day getting to know them. I hope she has been scared the entire day.

Alyssa’s parents don’t escape my notice in this. Hate like what young Alyssa is spewing is learned. So I say, cart the whole stupid family off to jail, just to be safe.

Gabby and Alyssa… Two girls both 16 years old… Gabby has already accomplished more than many would ever dare to dream, and in the process, she has gained international fame. She represents the very best of aspiration, faith and diligence. We know that Gabby was surrounded by love and support, even when things were challenging.

Alyssa is at the other end of the spectrum. By her small and hateful thinking, which she had the bad judgment to post to Twitter, she will become infamous maybe on an international scale…for wishing a man dead. The irony is that the man she is wishing dead is internationally famous as a champion for hope and change. Alyssa strikes me a symbol of how entrenched racism and hate are…even in someone so young.

Someone ask Gov. Romney what he thinks about the tale of two Douglases. I wonder if there is any honesty left in Romney to recognize how much GOP dog whistle politics probably played a part in the downfall of Alyssa, and that Gabby succeeded in spite of them?

Oh, in case you had any doubt, Gabby wins this gold medal, by a mile!

I hope that you never forgot my open letter to the Secret Service. I hope they didn’t either.

Keep the President and his family safe.

 

Copyright 2012

Kimberly S. Jones

Golden Gabby: Dream Realized, New Dreams Born

August 3, 2012 8 comments

Gabrielle “Golden Gabby” Douglas stands on the podium after receiving historic gold medal

In 2012, it is a complicated time for Blacks in America. Hate speech spills out over the Internet like acid, working to burn and destroy everything in its path. A young Black man was gunned down in April for “walking while Black.” The first African-American President of the United States is disrespected by political rivals who would question his patriotism rather than challenge his policy. There are still so many of society’s peaks, political, economic and social for the Black community to reach, even for one of us, despite the fact that so many are so familiar with life’s valleys. Yes, it is a complicated time to be Black in America.

But today was simple. Today is about a young woman, named Gabrielle Douglas, who picked up the team, formerly known as the “Fab Five,” but rechristened by their hero and leader, Gabby, as the “Fierce Five,” and carried them to the peak of Olympic glory – team gold in women’s gymnastics. For the American women to win the team gold was historic, in and of itself, as it had only been done ONCE before in 1996. But for Gabby Douglas to win the team gold and the individual all-around gold…she made history twice. Not only is Gabby the first US gymnast to win the all-around gold and team gold in the same Olympics, she is the first Black woman to win all-around gold IN OLYMPIC HISTORY. Oh yes, she joins a very small sorority that consists of only four women, including Gabby, US women who have won the Olympic gold medal in the all-around competition in gymnastics.

Golden Gabby takes flight en route to her historic gold medal

Gabby competed for her gold medal in fine style, as she has through this entire competition – with fearless elegance. She took first place after the first rotation, and never looked back. She had nerves of steel, and composure of that never indicated any sense of stress or strain. She kept her cool and rose to meet her destiny and place in history, as others were faltering. She vaulted, flew, jumped, stuck those landings and gave us a smile that had enough wattage to assure us of her star power. When it was over, the Russians didn’t have enough to catch her.  Gabby was where she had been all day…ahead, but now with the gold medal around her neck.

The end of this story should be a wonderful picture of this smiling, excellent 16-year old who sacrificed her childhood in pursuit of her dream. She can leave London with more hardware since she qualified to compete for medals on the uneven bars and the balance beam.

But there are two other stories to be told with the Gabby Douglas story. I hate to bring it up on a day that should be about this wonderful girl’s achievement.  Both of these other issues tell us something about us, about America – media and hair.

First, I was intrigued by how the media virtually ignored Gabby after the team won the gold. Any other storyline of the Fierce Five was more compelling to the media than Gabby. The New York Times barely mentioned Gabby in their write up of the historic gold medal win, instead choosing to focus on a young woman who didn’t make the cut. Yes, the more things change, the more they stay the same. As a Black person, your excellence must be that much more outstanding than your white peer’s, otherwise, it will not be deemed noteworthy. Here is a case in point: A young Black woman has just proven her excellence to the world on the Olympic stage, and the camera couldn’t find her, reporters’ words barely mentioned her.  This fact says nothing about whether or not Gabby is excellent, because she clearly is, but it reminds us that we have work to do with media’s coverage of positive stories of the Black community.

Gabby’s hair… Now this is one that made my blood boil. This elegant, poised, talented, excellent young woman achieved more in the past few days than most folks will in their entire lives, and folks are zeroing in on her hair? The arrow to my heart was that this stupid, useless critique was coming from the Black community. At a time when we should be looking at this young woman with pride for her achievement, some sad, small-minded folks on Facebook and Twitter can only focus on her hair. This is a mirror moment. The way that individuals in the Black community perceive Gabby Douglas says a lot about that person. This young woman has MADE HISTORY, but folks are talking about her hair. If you are focused on her hair and feeling shame, it is a reflection of your own self-loathing. If you see her achievement, hard work and poise, then I would argue that you have a better sense of pride in yourself and sense of hope for the Black community as a people. Once again, it has nothing to do with this young woman who appears to have such a very grown up sense of self, sacrifice, faith, commitment…and now joy and achievement.

Golden Gabby with her Individual All-Around Olympic Gold Medal in Women’s Gymnastics

The Flying Squirrel has transformed. She went into the Olympic crucible and came out…Golden Gabby. She peaked and flourished at the perfect time. Her reward is a place in history. Unfortunately, she also picked up some misguided haters for her troubles as well. In the world of affirmations, there is one that says, “Make your haters your motivators.”

So Golden Gabby, don’t change a thing! Just know that tonight, there are countless little black girls AROUND THE WORLD who watched you and now believe that they can become an gold medal winning Olympic gymnast. You gave these girls an incredible gift.

Golden Gabby, from the realization of your dream, new dreams are born.

Copyright 2012
Kimberly S. Jones

London Olympics 2012: Romney Takes the Gold in Gaffes

Mitt Romney has had a very rough July. There are lingering questions about when he left Bain Capital, the private equity financial services firm he founded in 1984. There are mounting calls from Republicans AND Democrats for him to release his tax returns. He generously, please read the dripping sarcasm, released the 2010 tax return and an estimate for the 2011 tax return. Mitt Romney was anxious to reset the conversation. What better way to do that, while “appearing presidential” and reminding America of Romney’s greatest national success, the 2002 Salt Lake City Olympics, than a European tour?

Sounds like a smart plan, doesn’t it? It would be if you were dealing with a smart politician. But we are talking about Mitt Romney. His own senior advisor unintentionally gave us the metaphor of an Etch-A-Sketch to describe his boss. In private, Mitt Romney might be a delightful and charming person, but as a public person, he has all the personality of Pinocchio, before he became a puppet… The many faces of Romney show that he is about as truthful as Pinocchio, and has about as solid a core. But I digress.

Although it is still very early in Mitt’s trip and the Olympic torch has barely been lit, Mitt Romney is already dominating in Olympic gaffes and insults. He took the gold in every gaffe event yesterday…he had no competitors.

In one day, Romney managed to amass an impressive heap of insults that drew the ire of the British Prime Minister and the Mayor of London, as well as the British press and most British citizens. Mitt took the gold for the Bad Manners gaffe. Let’s not forget that he had the amazing lapse in judgment of wanting to let the world know that he was cool enough to meet with the head of MI-6. Mitt also took the gold for the Indiscretion gaffe.

Here’s the thing, MI-6 is a covert intelligence agency was not formerly recognized until 1994. They don’t want some American doofus bragging about a meeting. So Mitt Romney can keep HIS TAX RETURNS a secret, but it doesn’t occur to him to keep a meeting with a covert intelligence agency quiet? Doesn’t sound very presidential to me, sounds more like a teenager bragging to his friends that he scored.

The other thing that Mitt managed to keep quiet was his fundraiser held by executives of the scandal-plagued Barclays Bank. If it fell off of your news radar, the Barclays LIBOR situation is an inside baseball scandal that has a financial impact on the average American. We all need to learn more about it. The folks at Barclays are doing what every other corporate interest does; they are trying to buy potential access to the White House. We should have heightened concerns because for all of the demonization of all things “foreign,” foreign political campaign contributions flow unchecked into the system. Barclays Bank is just one source. For the Barclays fundraiser, Mitt wins the gold for the Hypocrisy gaffe, again!

After he was savaged in the British and American press, and elected officials in the UK and the United States, Mitt did started a floor exercise routine that a world class gymnast would envy. There were runs, jumps, tumbling, Etch-A-Sketch shakes – all done in reverse because by the time he was finished, Mitt was praising the city that he was doubting several HOURS earlier. For his efforts, Mitt earns a gold medal for position reversal, also known as Etch-A-Sketching.

Yes, Mitt has already cleaned up in the gaffe events at the London Olympics, before the commentators have a chance to say unfortunate things, and after athletes have already begun tweeting stupid things they wish they could take back. But none of them are pursuing the presidency of the United States. Not one of those individuals would be responsible for the safety of the Free World.

We have to wonder: if Mitt Romney can’t handle this low stakes assignment, what will he do when the stakes are higher? When you don’t believe in anything other than your ambition, then when times get tough, how tough can you get?

And we all thought Rafalca, the fancy dancing dressage horse, would be the only Romney medal winner in the 2012 London Olympics. We underestimated how gaffe-prone this guy is, even in the most friendly environment.

Yes, the man who wants to be President is giving a clinic on how NOT to appear Presidential. For this, he takes home yet another gold medal. If American voters aren’t paying attention to this pattern of gaffes and deception, which isn’t acceptable no matter how great the ginned-up disappointment in President Obama, then those folks will deserve a medal on November 7th if Mitt Romney becomes president – Gold medal in Civic Malpractice or Political Negligence.

And Mittens, we’ll be asking for those tax returns again when you get home. Safe travels!

Copyright 2012

Kimberly S. Jones

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Penn State: Shame and Anger in Happy Valley

I went to college at the University of Pennsylvania. I bought a t-shirt that actually said “Not Penn State.” After the events of the past several months, I think folks who attend Penn State wish they could say “Not Penn State” when asked about the turmoil swirling around the football team. The fans of the football team are reeling today after a series of blows delivered by the University, the Big Ten, and the NCAA.

The child sex abuse scandal of convicted pedophile Jerry Sandusky continues to cast a long, dark, soul-sucking shadow over State College, Pennsylvania, which, in a sad bit of irony, is nicknamed “Happy Valley.” The actions of a few men continue to have far-reaching, significant consequences for thousands of Penn State students, alumni, fans, and the surrounding community.

Yesterday, the life-sized statue of the late Joe Paterno was removed from its place in front of Beaver Stadium. Woosh! A solid blow to the solar plexus of Penn State fans who worshiped Paterno, or JoePa as he was known to the Penn State faithful. But today, the NCAA delivered a flurry of combination punches that sent the Penn State football fans crashing to the canvas. JoePa’s 111 wins from 1998 to 2011 would be vacated, and with it, his place is the record books. Rather than impose the “death penalty,” which is removing a team from the regular season and any bowl eligibility, the NCAA decided to starve the beast.

The NCAA’s sanctions on Penn State will surely cripple this team going forward and make it very difficult for football to become the life’s blood at that institution again. After the personal assault on Joe Paterno’s legacy, they went after the program itself. First, the NCAA hit Penn State with $60 million in fines, which is about what the school made on football in a season. So don’t be too upset about that. Then the NCAA banned Penn State from the postseason for four years, which hits a football program in the pride and the pocketbook – completely appropriate and a small price to pay. The NCAA will cap scholarships at 20 below the normal limit for four years. I find this sanction unfortunate because Penn State had an impressive graduation rate, so the folks hurt by this are the student-athletes, and at Penn State, that term wasn’t an ironic joke as it as at most other Division I-A football programs. The school also will be on probation for five years. The Big Ten Conference will withhold Penn State’s share of bowl revenues, approxiately $13 million over four years. The funds will be donated to children’s charities.  The Big Ten, the conference in which Penn State plays football, like the NCAA, arrived  at the outrage party LATE, but better late than never, I suppose…

In short, the school is out from under the discipline of the NCAA in five years. It may take longer to rebuild, but so what? There are young men out there whose lives are irreparably damaged because the religion of football at Penn State became more important that the welfare of the most helpless among us – children. So if a large, prosperous university has to take a hit, do I feel badly about that? Not so much. I am concerned about the businesses that depend on Penn State football. In the same way that the NCAA wasn’t asking the right questions when this was happening, they aren’t asking the right questions about the community surrounding Penn State University.

There was an effort to bow before the god of football at Penn State. Men who had power and had the ability to intervene, did nothing. Edmund Burke was so right…The only thing necessary for the triumph to evil is for good men to do nothing. What happened at Penn State was so much worse. These men, Graham Spanier, Tim Curley, Gary Schultz, and yes, Joe Paterno all allegedly worked in concert to conceal, and thereby encourage, the acts of a voracious, now convicted, pedophile. The Freeh Report commissioned by Penn State is damning and presents some inescapable conclusions about fanatical worship of the god of football, above all else, including education and safety, at Penn State.

The statue of JoePa is gone, as are his record, his wins, and much of his reputation. To the Paterno family, I say, as awful it must be to hear the reputation of your loved one savaged and attacked, rest easy with the knowledge that no one ever raped or sodomized him. There are countless boys who can’t say that, and Joe Paterno’s silence played a part in allowing that to continue. His good deeds are still there. But this stain is now there as well. Have some compassion for the survivors as you fight to protect the legacy of Joe Paterno. He should have fought as hard to protect those boys.

The football program at Penn State, deprived of water, food and sunlight for 5 years… most things would die. Let’s see if this football program has the will to live and be a remarkable come-back story.

The weasels who allegedly engaged in a cover-up of Jerry Sandusky’s criminal behavior on Penn State property, let’s see how they fare in criminal and civil court.

The fans, the Penn State faithful who paint their faces and cheer their voices away every Saturday during the football season, for you, I have a special message. I understand your disappointment about the team. Some of you believe you are being punished for something that had nothing to do with you. Maybe. But the system is broken. The only way to fix it is to intervene now. Think about the young men who were hurt. What if that was you, your brother, son, boyfriend, husband? Wouldn’t you want some form of justice, even if was justice delayed? Justice delayed is better than justice denied. Cheer for justice. Justice can be as kick-ass as football, better if you ask me. Cheer for the survivors, because what they lived through is worse than anything we can imagine. Don’t be angry about the loss of anything to do with football in the face of shame and confusion the survivors have to contend with.

Jerry Sandusky is in jail, Satan preserve Sandusky’s soul for his pleasure and entertainment. There are more survivors of Sandusky out there. I hope that the young men who were abused by this very sick man will all get the help and support they need. I hope the fact that Penn State has been dealt with harshly will bring some peace to these men who have been living with the shame and anger of what happened to them in Happy Valley.

If there is shame to be had, it is not by the Sandusky survivors – it is those who left a predator roam the athletic facilities at Penn State who should feel shame. But there is plenty of anger to go around. Now that justice is being served, hot and fresh, State College has a chance of reviving joy for everyone in Happy Valley.

Copyright 2012

Kimberly S. Jones

Football and Seau: The Head Bangers’ Fall

America had a ball smoking, remember? At one point smoking was cool. In fact, it was the essence of cool. The folks who sold us cigarettes swore that smoking wasn’t harmful. In fact, they went in front of Congress and swore a bunch of lies about the harmful effects of smoking. Reminds me of the National Football League’s approach to head injury…

American has a ball with its head banging pastime, doesn’t it? Football transcends cool. Football isn’t just a sport. For some, from training camp to the Super Bowl, it is their religion. Little boys raised by single mothers are told that Pop Warner football will teach their sons how to be men. Boys, with limited opportunity otherwise, are told that football may be their ticket to fame and fortune. The Head Bangers’ Ball that is professional football is elevated to such heights. But we just saw several young men’s dreams come true during the marathon that is the NFL Draft, complete with cheering, big hugs from the NFL Commission Roger Goodell, and knowledge that a pro team wants him, I guess a young man must feel on top of the world

But if you party hard, you are going to have a hangover. But the hangover from the Head Bangers’ Ball is the Head Bangers’ Fall. And when a professional football player falls after a long career, the results are almost always tragic. We are seeing this with increasing frequency.

It was shocking to hearing that former NFL player Junior Seau was dead, but not entirely surprising. Junior Seau was the most recent death, and probably the most famous NFL player to take his own life in recent memory. Junior Seau was a local San Diego boy made good. But a life time of head banging at high school, USC, where he was outstanding, and a 20-year professional career took a toll. It is interesting to note that Junior was never formally diagnosed with a concussion during his professional career. But that is meaningless. Gary Plummer, a former teammate of Seau’s told the San Jose Mercury News that “Grade 1 [concussion] meant you were seeing stars after a hit…Junior played for 20 years. That’s five concussions a game, easily. How many in his career then? That’s over 1,500 concussions.” 1,500 concussions?

After his retirement in 2010, there was the incident that should have been a red flag the size of the 6’3”, 280+ pound Seau himself. It was reported that he drove his SUV over a cliff in Carlsbad, California after being released from jail for a domestic violence arrest. The police did not find evidence of drugs or alcohol in his system. Seau claimed that he had fallen asleep at the wheel. Rather than err on the side of caution in light of the mounting evidence about Chronic Traumatic Encephalopathy (CTE) and its symptoms (depression, aggression, tremors, confusion, headaches, and dementia), everyone looked the other way.

We know that Seau died from a self-inflicted gunshot wound to the chest. He took pains to preserve his brain, and the Seau family will allow his brain to be studied by the Boston University Center for Traumatic Encephalopathy, which is independent of the NFL. But the NFL seems to want us to believe that Junior Seau was a man who simply missed the Head Bangers’ Ball.

And if you believe that, I have a pack of wholesome, healthy cigarettes straight out of 1962 I’d like to sell you.

Junior Seau’s suicide is not an isolated event. There have been three other retired NFL players who have committed suicide in the past 18 months: Ray Easterling, Andre Waters, and, more intriguingly, Dave Duerson. All of these deaths are incredibly sad, but Dave Duerson’s death, was analogous to the Marlboro Man dying from lung cancer. In 2007, Dave Duerson testified before a Senate subcommittee that he doubted that cognitive and emotional struggles of former NFL players were related to football. On February 17, 2011, Dave Duerson committed suicide in the same way that Junior Seau did, and asked in his suicide note that the Boston University Center for Traumatic Encephalopathy study his brain. TCE is a degenerative condition that, based on the science gathered thus far, appeared linked to head injury. Over time, the brain has difficulty recovering from the imbalances, which leads to a worsening and debilitating condition. A definitive diagnosis cannot be made until a person is dead and the brain is available for autopsy. TCE is the dark side of the life of these warriors. After a lifetime, the Head Bangers’ Fall into a pit of depression, early onset Alzheimers, or some choose to take their own lives and end the battle “on their own terms.” But what is glaring is the consistent attempts at valor on the part of these Head Banging warriors, which may not be shown by suicide, but is certainly displayed by the donation of their brains to the Boston University Center. The failure of the NFL and the team owners…and yes, of  us as fans is also clear. Everyone must do better before the next Head Banger falls.

There are over 1500 former players currently suing the National Football League. I have heard folks say that they have no sympathy for these guys. (I do) How could they not know the risks of football? (Easy) Plus, aren’t all football players multi-millionaires? (Hardly)

The pressures around football are significant. Players suck it up and to play through pain and injury in order to maintain their place on a roster. Players can’t knowingly assume risks, if they aren’t fully informed what the risks are. Even if the science is incomplete or unconvincing, the science is fairly compelling to me, give the players the worst case scenario and the odds, and let them choose. But don’t send players into the Head Bangers’ Ball, tell them to bang harder, and then expect them not to ask questions of the folks who made billions off of the head banging and suffering of others.

Kurt Warner, a Super Bowl MVP, and current NFL analyst stepped outside the NFL group-think on the subject. When asked if he would prefer that his sons NOT play football, Warner answered, “Yes, I would. Can’t make that choice for them if they want to, but there no question in my mind.” The response from others in and around the NFL was swift and negative that Warner was “biting the hand that feeds him.” I think he was looking out for the heads of his sons, and thinking that the Head Bangers’ Ball may be a sucker’s play. The 1500 former players locked in litigation with the NFL wished they had the benefit of the wisdom that Warner is giving his sons.

The money. Please don’t get it twisted. There is so much money in the Head Bangers’ Ball, but not much of it goes to the folks who are actually banging heads. In 2011, the average team was worth $1.04 BILLION per year. For the 2010 season, the average revenues rose by 4% to approximately $261 MILLION, despite the fact that everyone else is experiencing hard times. But the minimum salary for an NFL rookie player for the 2011 was $340 THOUSAND. The minimum salary will factor in the number of years a player has been in the league, but a player can be a 10 year veteran and not make $1M annually, despite the extreme risks involved in playing this sport, now and in the future. The average monthly pension payment to a player is only a few hundred dollars a month, which is woefully inadequate especially in the face of the health challenges many of these men face.

But I keep thinking about cigarettes because the NFL seems to function alot like the tobacco industry where these players are concerned. The tobacco industry knew that they were selling death and cancer to us dressed up as the Marlboro Man, Virginia Slims, Camel Joe, or the poison of your choice. But the mystique of cigarettes got so big and profitable that the facts concerning our health didn’t matter. Folks were getting very, very rich peddling death to the next generation of smokers after cancer killed off an older generation. It was the circle of death in the pursuit of the dollar…the human cost and truth be damned.

The Head Banger’s Ball just saw its circle of pain and destruction begin anew. The NFL Draft, the beginning of a new phase of the Head Bangers’ Ball, just took place on April 26th through 28th in New York City. Less than a week later, the Head Banger FALL happened in the worst way for Junior Seau when he took his own life on May 2nd in Oceanside, California. When you listen to his Junior Seau’s mom, you know that Kurt Warner is right to try to keep his sons away from both…the Head Bangers’ Ball, and especially the Head Bangers’ Fall.

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Kimberly S. Jones