No Tears, No Sympathy: Response to an Encounter with Lance Easley
So it seems the founder of this website met Lance Easley at a bar and, in the moment of truth, decided to show not hatred or contempt, but kindness and compassion to a man who not only harmed our Green Bay Packers, but far more importantly, continues to profit off not just his 15 minutes of fame, but the harm he did our illustrious team.
It is fruitless to discuss whether the Fail Mary may have deprived the Packers of a Super Bowl championship that year. A number of gut-wrenching losses can indisputably and directly attribute to that moment, however. Among them, the second half implosion in San Francisco that year never would have happened, but for the Fail Mary because of higher playoff seeding. And arguably, the infamous NFC title game in Seattle, that would have been truly damaging to the legacy of the Green Bay Packers had the Patriots not defeated the Seahawks on the final play of the Super Bowl.
In the latter instance, that sort of implosion only happens when there is bad juju in the air. It almost rivals the specter of Steve Bartman in the wake of the curse of the billy goat. The nexus of the Packers’ current misfortune in Seattle is the Fail Mary call. And to the extent these playoff losses continue to affect team psyche, the Fail Mary continues to affect us and will continue to affect us until the Packers capture another Super Bowl championship in the Mike McCarthy-Aaron Rodgers era.
Lance Easley has indeed bragged about this propensity in one of his (possibly paid) appearances at a Seahawks fan rally somewhere in California.
Our esteemed founder implores that it is difficult to think of someone “as a person in a situation like this,” until you meet him face to face. Seeing this pariah as a person, Monty genuinely “felt Easley was a good guy” and “felt bad for him,” as the pariah attributes the Fail Mary to ruining his marriage.
First, it must be stated that many millions of Americans and indeed Europeans on the other side of the pond are struggling, if not had their lives in ruins because of a dystopic economy and society, particularly so for Generation X and younger. As presidential candidate Hillary Clinton noted in a taped address to the donor class, many recent college graduates find themselves permanent “basement dwellers” because there are no jobs suitable for a middle-class existence. For men, whose sexual market value is largely determined by their ability to provide, this means facing the possibility of never having a marriage to be ruined in the first place. For those older and downsized since the Great Recession, it means a ruined marriage and possibly far worse consequence such as poverty, homelessness, suicide, and a myriad of other ills that flow from unemployment and economic hardship.
Such hardships are suffered through no fault of these millions of people harmed by criminally negligent economic policy and the irretrievably corrupt political system in the pocket of the corporate and financial interests that shape these policies. The same cannot be said of Lance Easley. It cannot be emphasized enough that this man has proven hell bent on extracting every last bit from this notoriety. Never admitting he was wrong, he has peddled a ghostwritten book, made at least one appearance on a remarkably unfunny local Seattle comedy show that seeks, in vain, to capture the heyday of its fabled predecessor, and has made appearances at Seahawks fan events in California And indeed he is still making these appearances NOW.
And so to the harm he has suffered, one should only say “so what!”
If he were really torn up about the consequences of his actions, as he has told Monty and others, why is he appearing at Seahawks fan events to once again gloat about his infamous wrongdoing to our magnificent Packers team and fanbase?
Perhaps most unsettling of all was the account of “how kind Packers fans have been to him.” And so again I am forced to ask, what is wrong with Packers fans? During the saga of the Brett Favre divorce and subsequent reconciliation, so many of us not just countenance but accept with open arms literal turncoats of once and future “Packer fans” brandishing enemy colors of Vikings’ purple and gold. And now this: Packers fans are nice to a man who has afflicted our team with some unquantifiable measure of bad juju that remains to be overcome to this day. Beyond that, he has the outrageous audacity to profit off it, all the while crying crocodile tears as to how this infamy has at the same time ruined his life.
Make no mistake about it: this man deserves no tears, no sympathy. Not now, not ever. To suggest otherwise just further demonstrates an urgent need for a change in the culture of Packers fans, wherein we finally learn to stop being kind to our enemies and learn to hate.