That's my dog, there. She's an American Staffordshire Terrier, which is one of the pit bull
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breeds. I know everyone thinks their dog is the greatest dog in the world, but I don't. She is, however, the greatest dog for me. When she's sitting or walking next to me, I go where I want without fear. I talk to people I never otherwise would talk to. And the silliness factor in my life, because of her, is pretty enormous.
Every day, I feel lucky to have her.
So, no, I am never, ever going to understand how someone could look into the face of an animal like my dog and think to himself not "I wonder if it is physically possible to die from cuteness" but "I wonder if this dog would win in a fight against that dog." I'm never going to understand how a person could take a dog that wouldn't fight and slam it against the ground until it was dead.
I don't even want to hear justifications for it. I don't want to turn on my radio or my television and hear Tony Dungy talking about how we all shouldn't judge. Michael Vick fought and killed dogs, exploited their best traits (loyalty and tenacity) and their worst (dog aggression) in order to force them to hurt and kill each other, for fun and profit. Hell yes, I'm going to judge.
Michael Vick is an awful person.
He still should be allowed to play football.
I have two reasons.
One. He plead guilty, accepted his punishment, and served his time. His debt to society is paid. Is he still an enormous evil asshole who dog owners should cross the street to avoid? Yes. Should he be banned from even being in the same room as a dog? Yes.
Should he have a right to make a living at a thing that doesn't involve dogs, but involves a thing he has a great talent for? Yes.
Michael Vick served his sentence. That's all he owes us. He doesn't owe us also not being able to earn as much money as he can for the little time he has left as a football player to earn it.
Two (and maybe this makes me an asshole and un-American). Football is a sport in which we say "Yeah, I wonder what it would be like if these guys and those guys just destroyed each other." Football players break their bodies for our entertainment. They turn their brains to mush for our entertainment. Sometimes, though thank god rarely, they paralyze and kill each other for our entertainment.
It's different in scale from dog fighting, but I'm not really sure it's different in kind. Just that one is seen as barbaric and the other is seen as a fine way to spend an afternoon.
I'm not sure how much room someone who watches football has to condemn Vick.