Okay – seriously.
I didn’t read the articles, just the headlines and a tiny clip. Here were the headlines, possibly rephrased:
High school junior joins European league, skips senior year.
and
Fifth year high school senior is number one NBA draft pick.
Hopefully the junior is an overachiever and is able to skip his senior year of high school (or else he has underachieving parents). But the fifth year high school senior? I’m glad that his prospects in life (greatly reduced by a lack of good colleges accepting 5th year high school seniors) include a multi-million dollar ridiculous-amounts-of-fame NBA contract. I am not judging him for being a super senior.
Where the “seriously” rant comes in is right… here: I love basketball but it doesn’t change my life. It doesn’t change the majority of people’s lives. Not in the way that my parents, my kindergarten teacher, my pastor, the author of my favorite books, or Niyomushumba (a poverty-stricken kindergartner in Rwanda who’s picture sits on my desk), have changed my life. Why don’t they get millions of dollars? Aren’t they just as deserving as these high-schoolers?
I love that the President of the United States only makes about $100,000. Obviously, he has lots of perks, but the leader of the free world makes nothing compared to what these high-schoolers are about to get in the draft. Seriously?? It makes no sense to me.
