The Greater man upstairs

The above Tweet was posted recently by LeBron James.

It makes me detest LeBron James.

I am not an especially religious man. I’m uncertain about God, even more uncertain about God playing any role in the day-to-day lives of human beings. If you held a gun to my head, I’d probably say God doesn’t exist; that we’re all just accidental little creatures delusional enough to place unworthy importance upon our existences.

What I do know, however, with absolute certainty, is that if there is a God, he doesn’t give two farts and a shit about LeBron James winning an NBA championship.

I mean, can anyone—and any suggestion—be more arrogant? Dude, you dribble and shoot a basketball. Those are your skills, and while your tattooed body and gestures toward the sky suggest a certain genre of disturbing narcicism, it takes a special type of ego to believe—truly, truly believe—that The Holy One is denying you a basketball championship as some sort of test. At the same time hurricanes kill thousands. At the same time tribal warfare overtakes parts of Africa. At the same time people die of hunger and thirst and 1,001 varied diseases.

I’m not sure what it is about the American athlete, or perhaps the world athlete, that makes him think the job is of particular importance. Yes, you do your work in catherdral-like buildings. And yes, millions of fans hang on your actions. And yes … actually, I do understand why he thinks the job’s of particular importance—because we feed to lion. LeBron James’ warped religious view is deemed worthy by all of us who speak his name and take good/bad from his deeds.

Maybe it’s our fault that LeBron James is a fool.