He sure dumped her unceremoniously. I was never enamored of, or that impressed by lance armstrong. Probably because I'm not a sports nut. I'm not that impressed by somebody's ability to knock a bunch of other people down, or pummel an opponent til he (or she) is a bloody mess. With the obscene amounts of money and TV coverage that's usually involved (all misplaced, in my rather biased and jaundiced non-jock opinion) all you get is a huge push toward cheating (why? To get more money - advertising, endorsements, face-time, salaries, etc). You get cheating, you get steroids and other drug abuse and wife-beating and corner-cutting and dishonesty, you get idiolizing of cheaters and corner-cutters and sneaks who are held up as some sort of hero role models, you get high-paid jerks who throw their first wives over - who supported them and moved all over the country uprooting the family and stayed loyal and loving - because it's time to trade in the old model and get some fancy new bimbo on your arm, and/or you get cover-ups of molestation because for God's Sake you DON'T DARE impinge upon the sanctity of the fucking damn football program or some such total waste of time. TONS of schmuckery on parade - that sports and the obscene and incomprehensible adulation of sports figures makes possible, and indeed, commonplace.



Yeah, okay, Livestrong and all that. When he threw Sheryl Crow over, I decided he was most definitely a schmuck. If I recall correctly, it was just days after he dumped her that she announced she was struggling with cancer. And where was he? Oh, he called her. Wow. Cute. Put himself out for - how long? Two or three minutes? Did he rush to her side, apologize, make it up to her, and stand with her throughout her time of struggle and fear and uncertainty? No. HAH. She sure was there for him. But him return the favor and support her? No.



Louse! That's a good name for him. Louse Armstrong.

