To Clipper's Owner Don Sterling: She Got You

I was tempted to stop the publication of this blog.  I felt, and continue to feel, that the information on issues relating to the Democrats vs the Republicans, about Obama and his administration, and about the war being waged by Europeans and the Palestinians on Israel as they try to weaken and bring down that democracy is becoming so abundant that it's difficult for someone like myself to add much, if anything at all, that is new and not easily found elsewhere.

But, today I came across an issue that, in my opinion, is not being presented fairly.  It's the issue of the Clipper's owner, Don Sterling, and his racism.  What I've read is all nonsense.

I gave little thought to this matter until I heard the tape given to the news media by his girl friend (I heard it on a Yahoo news posting).  Anyone for whom this matter has any importance should listen to the actual tape.  If they do, I believe they will realize that Don Sterling is an idiot -- but he's not a racist.

The guy's immensely rich and consequently knows, or should know, how society works.   You should not -- I repeat, not -- become involved with a girl 20 years younger than yourself.  Why this isn't apparent to older guys is a mystery to me.  Sure, I understand that the urges that propel one to the opposite gender generally continues long after the power of a man's testosterone has abated.  It's a trick that nature seems to enjoy playing on men as their hair whitens and their muscles begin to slacken.  It matters not that they are now on heart medicines and goodness knows what other kinds of medicines.  They remain addicted to the warm, soft feel of a young lady's skin.  They still enjoy fondling those firm breasts and thighs and to be caressed by those soft, moist lips.

But, if you're not super rich you quickly realize that it'll never happen.  You're old.  You realize, if you think about it, that the girls you desire are the age of your children, or more often, your grandchildren.  It's time to give it up.  Find another interest.  If you still desire a wet kiss, get a dog.

But, when you're super rich, this doesn't seem quite so obvious.  Hot babes will share your bed with no qualms.  They know, if they do it right, there will be a nice payoff.  They might inherit lot's of money, or, if they're really bright, a share in a profitable company.  Their payoff can come in many forms.  But, again, the payoff can be really substantial.  Why don't guys like sterling get it.

Listen to the tape of Sterling and his girl friend.  It become immediately clear that the girl made the tape.  And, for what other reason than to hand it to the press.  Listen to the tape and you realize that, after expressing his opinions as to her dating, he really wants to end the conversation.  But, she maneuvers in such a way that she keeps him talking.  She tries to get him to say the most awful racists things possible.  But, he doesn't.

When I listened to him on tape, what I heard him say was that he didn't want her to be associating in public with black men.  If she did it privately, that was okay.  If she chose to be intimate with a black guy, even that was okay with him.  All he asked was that she keep it private.

And, he made clear the reason for his request.  He felt that whites believed that blacks had a special affinity for other blacks.  Whether that's true is neither here nor there.   If she were to date a white guy, he could imagine people wondering whether she was being faithful to him.  But, if she mingled and dated black guys, that question might more likely be raised.  Is it really be so difficult for one to envision a player saying to fellow athletes,  "He's got us playing for him, but, hey, bro I got his girl."

That this young lady cared not a whit for Sterling is crashingly obvious.  She made the tape.  She gave out the tape.  And there could have been only one purpose; namely, to humiliate Don Sterling.
And, his humiliation is fully justified.  Not because he is a racist, but because he ought to know better than to be involved with someone who presumably could be his granddaughter.  How in the world could he expect any reciprocity of affection!