Antonio Brown should never stop twerking in the end zone for as long as we all shall live forever and ever amen.

In the NFL, THE RULES state that you cannot perform “sexually suggestive celebrations.” It’s a lame rule. Rules are generally lame, but rules are rules, and rules can be enforced, and that appears to be what the NFL is doing. Because every time Brown pumps his hips, the league fines him. In the first game of the season, it him hit with a $12,154 slap on the wrist. The charge was for “excessive profanity, other unsportsmanlike conduct.”

On Thursday, the NFL officially fined Brown again. Double what his first fine was: It’s charged him $24,309 for his twerks against the Chiefs last Sunday. Thirty-six grand is a dumb amount of money to charge someone for dancing. This is football, not Footloose.

Look, I get it. It’s THE RULES (though Steelers coach Mike Tomlin has requested some clarification because the details of what dances are and are not allowed are not completely obvious). And Brown signed the collective bargaining agreement in which THE RULES are laid out.

However, his signature does not mean that Brown should follow THE RULES. I’m not an accountant, nor am I very good with my own finances, given that I can justify just about any purchase by saying “we’re all going to die someday, anyway.” But it seems to me that when you’re making $42 million across five years, a few tens of thousands of dollars to set a good example for the children of the United States by twerking after a touchdown is worth it. It’s basically the NFL-money equivalent of a parking ticket for us mere mortals.

In 2016, we desperately need beauty and delight. And Brown gives it to us each time he shows the killjoys protecting The Shield that dancing will always win. We need it for the youth of America. For our country’s future.

The good news is that Brown seems to agree that it’s his civic duty not to follow THE RULES and doesn’t appear to have any plans to stop his illegal celebrations. After his first fine, he offered this: “Nothing to a boss.”

Coming from the best wideout/celebrator in the league, that might be the most accurate statement of the year.