In 2004, he led the decision to turn off our cable TV and with it any and all broadcast football. We have effectively lived for 11 years without it. I write this back story, to properly frame the rest of this blog. We are not football haters but the time we've spent removed from the game has given us a perspective that many do not have. It is along that vein that I write about this year's Super Bowl from a spiritual perspective.
If sports in America is a god, then NFL football is chief among them, the American Zeus. He commands sacrifice; time, money, and Sunday church. We give allegiance to the under gods of teams; we wear their colors, we praise them loudly in the stands, we sing songs of worship to them in the form of "fight songs". We adore the players, devote ourselves to study and commentary, and trust the appointed coaches to "Take us all the way". It is in this spirit, this environment, that we enter the final frenzy of the year; The Superbowl. Through discerning eyes this is a train wreck of American Society. Let's look at each aspect:
Through the guise of humor and just darn good fun, we see commercials mocking God and creation, poking fun at the coming judgement, elevating false religions of Scientology and Humanism, glamorizing a drug dealer, perpetuation of the coming deception of Alien life forms and super powered humans - throw in a bit of female exploitation and gender confusion and you've got quite a cocktail going!
The Half Time Show:
There is some good analysis by the Vigilant Christian and White Rabbit on the occult symbolism in this performance. The overt reference to the Revelation 17: 3 of the woman riding the Beast, dressed in the fires of hell (Isaiah 66:24) and the roaring lion (1 Peter 5:8) well, those are right out of Scripture. Later, they put dancing beach balls and surf boards all around her because "Hey, this is just good clean fun. Nothing to see here." As she sings about kissing girls, skin tight jeans, teenage dreams, and going all the way tonight... nope, nothing to see.
I didn't watch it but I observed the hubby and son. They were bored in the first half, my son went off and read his book. The second half, something was wrong - it was wrong from the start. Hubby kept exclaiming, "What are you doing?" "I can't believe they are throwing the ball!" "What is going on here?" "You've got to be kidding me! That is the worst play calling I have ever seen!" and finally, "WHAT?" He closed the laptop, "That was just awful. The NFL... it's just not a good product any more."
By all accounts, the winner of the game was not the better team. The Patriots did not win the game per se, the Sea Hawks seemed to have lost the game. There is about the winners an air of cheating, the aura that they are shady, and not all together honest.
In all, there is a microcosm of America today, where the best don't win, where the cheaters come out ahead to everyone's surprise. Where the evil behind the scenes invades your living room with smiling cartoon trees and catchy pop tunes but then you sprinkle in some of the good, some of what is left of us that is still worth celebrating.
It's sad to watch and for those of us who can see, it's hard to look at.