TDad's Purr and Roar
Thoughts about culture, music, Bible, family, America, the heart of a lion and walking through real life with real people and a real God.
Monday, February 21, 2022
Dr. Anthony Peterson-What I am learning from my white grandchildren -- truths about race
Saturday, March 13, 2021
Apologizing for "F*****g N*****s": A Case Study
On March 11, Matt Rowan was caught on a hot mic during the livestream of an Oklahoma high school basketball playoff game. He called high girls “f*****g n*****s for kneeling respectfully before the U.S. flag during the playing of the National Anthem. While they knelt, he ranted…throughout the anthem. Here is his “apology” with my annotations.
I, Matt Rowan, on Thursday, March 11, 2021, most regrettably made some statements that cannot be taken back. During the Norman High School girls basketball game against Midwest City, I made inappropriate and racist comments believing that the microphone was off; however, let me state immediately that is no excuse such comments should have never been uttered. (Yeah, the microphone was NOT the problem).
I am a family man. (Irrelevant) I am married, (Irrelevant) have two children (Irrelevant) and at one time was a youth pastor. (Irrelevant) I continue to be a member of a Baptist church. (Totally irrelevant. It seems like you are making this all about you and your reputation). I have not only embarrassed and disappointed myself I have embarrassed and disappointed my family and my friends. (Don’t worry, you were just speaking your mind)
I will state that I suffer Type 1 Diabetes and during the game my sugar was spiking. While not excusing my remarks it is not unusual when my sugar spikes that I become disoriented and often say things that are not appropriate as well as hurtful. (Disoriented, and yet you were very coherent during your rant, which extended throughout the playing of the national anthem, while high school girls knelt respectfully before the flag. And then I believe you called the game after openly expressing your hopes for who would win) I do not believe that I would have made such horrible statements absent my sugar spiking. (Because the spiking sugar formed your attitudes and thoughts and opened your mouth)
During this time I was with a colleague and friend Scott Sapulpa. Scott Sapulpa was not the one that made these comments, it was me and me alone. It is not my desire to shirk my responsibility in this matter and I certainly do not want Scott Sapulpa to share in the blame of this most unfortunate incident. (You’re such a standup guy. And so is Scott, who never challenged you)
I have never considered myself to be racist, (That’s not how racism works)
and in short cannot explain why I made these comments. (We know, it’s the sugar)
I offer my most sincere apologies for the inappropriate comments made and hope that I can obtain forgiveness. (It’s not about what YOU can obtain. And really, Dude, it might be too soon)
I specifically apologize to the
Norman High School girls basketball team, their families, their coaches and
their entire school system. Additionally, I offer my apologies to OSSAA, and
NFHS network. I further apologize to all involved in this situation and simply
to the entire sports community. (These three statements could be the beginning of
a legit apology)
This is something for which I must take responsibility; and I wholeheartedly accept responsibility for my words and actions. (More good words for your legit apology)
It is my sincere desire that I can
obtain forgiveness for my actions and words. (I’m sure that’s your desire. And
again, it’s a little early. How about you focus on you and let your victims decide
about forgiveness)
Friday, June 19, 2020
Juneteenth: Celebrate the Moral Moment
Tuesday, May 26, 2020
He “Did Not Comply with Simple Commands,” So…
Friday, March 20, 2020
The River...on Fire
Favorite memories of my childhood include hours of sitting in the family room with Dad and my brothers listening to music. With music there was little generation gap in our household. We listened to entire album after entire album. Mostly soul and jazz, but occasionally rock or country or classical made the playlist. And gospel. Dad was a non-church-goer, who maintained a residual affection for gospel music from his childhood. He was completely unschooled in Contemporary Christian Music. On a drive from Denver to his home in Colorado Springs in the 1990s, I played "The River" and its album companions for Dad. I explained that I had actually sung on the collection, The World as Best as I Remember It, Vol. 1. Maybe my body is remembering that road trip with Dad.
“I could be happy, and you could be miserable. I’ll pull a metaphor out of the air: the Cuyahoga River on fire.”
Saturday, July 20, 2019
Of Lunar Modules and Papaya Trees
I had just finished 5th grade at Hale Kula Elementary, the school we traveled to each day in a cattle bus. And I had not yet started my epic 6th grade year with Mr. Waite at the newly built Solomon Elementary. My little brother, Keith, made the transition with me as he started second grade. This year marked the first year since I started first grade that my sister, Marcia, and I were not at the same school; she was off to Wheeler Junior High at Wheeler Air Force Base. And my big brother, Carl, was headed to Leilehua High School.
Saturday, April 27, 2019
New Story Festival Austin Reflections #1
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