Thanks Again, Jake Plummer
Watching the National Football League the last two years often turned my stomach when a big game came around, for they always turned to the United States Armed Forces to strut cool hardware—often jets—right at the end of the national anthem in a crude, disquieting nationalism that somehow tied the violence of the sport into the admirable violence for US policy. The game, the fans, the conquest, the blood and death, it’s All-American mayhem time, baby!
Even after the United States Army killed one of the league’s own, Pat Tillman, they never batted an eye as the Army repeatedly lied to Pat’s family about how he died, and to this day no one really knows what happened, so many officers lied. It’s far worse than a disgrace, it’s a poisoned knife in every moral and principle Pat ever stood for, but the League was as oblivious to the lying horror of the war as they were to the honor of Pat Tillman, flying over the jets, letting loose small field artillery, swooping in with helicopters as the big tits bounced and the violence commenced.
One National Football League player of honor and integrity never went along with this foul charade, quarterback Jake Plummer of the Denver Broncos. A friend of Pat Tillman’s, Jake used his public position and dedication to Pat to become the Tillman family spokesman for anything they wished publicly said. The Tillman family had also needs the insulation in dealing with the foul US journalism corps and the lying US Army, too.
Almost all of Jake Plummer’s peers are wealthy Republicans in a violent profession, the owners he plays for are often rabid corporatists and the league gaudily embraces nationalistic militarism whenever it can, but Jake Plummer, leader of the Denver Bronco offense in the highest-paid position the league, defied it all.
The honor and sacrifice of Pat Tillman demands no less from Jake Plummer, and I will never forget this extraordinary behavior. Jake Plummer had a good career that never ascended to total quarterback stardom, but his behavior toward Pat Tillman and his family forever cements him as one of my favorites of all time. He’s the best man I’ve ever seen in the league, and he will not be forgotten, even though he retired today.
Thank you, Mr. Plummer. Go in peace and may good fortune follow you always.