Chicken Soup with Coach Joe Paterno and the students of Penn. State

If there's an example of the American Character that terrorists can reference to avoid tossing and turning at night...this is surely it. Just when I thought that football players, coaches, and fans couldn't possibly stoop to a lower level of subhuman depravity, along comes Penn. State University.

I LOVE PEDOPHILES!

SEE YOU ON THE FOOTBALL FIELD!!

Let's start from the beginning.

At 9:30 in the evening on Friday, March 1, 2002 Penn. State graduate assistant Mike McQueary witnesses Assistant Coach Jerry Sandusky sodomizing a 10 year old boy in the shower.

Mike McQueary didn't call the police.

Instead, he called his father John McQueary who told him to call Head Coach Joe Paterno. He called the next day, then met Paterno at his home and reported what he'd seen.

Neither John McQueary nor Joe Paterno called the police.

Instead, Paterno hosted athletic director Tim Curley at his home and reported what McQueary had seen.

Tim Curley didn't call the police either.

Nobody called the police. It's possible that these guys really do love pedophiles. Or perhaps they just didn't care about the victim. After all...what's the safety of a ten year old sodomy victim compared to the public image of a living deity like Jerry Sandusky?

Nine and a half years after all of these guys should have been thrown in prison, the University belatedly got around to firing Joe Paterno and College President Graham Spanier. Instead of protesting the university's half hearted response to the crime, hundreds of Penn. State college students stage a riot in support of Joe Paterno. They knocked over a television van and chanted, "We want Joe!" in a very successful public reminder of why Columbine killers Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold massacred members of their student body instead of targeting the jocks they claimed to hate.

The basic reason that no one notified the police is simple: The institution of football harbors, enriches, and deifies some of the sickest sociopaths that the American Family can produce. That includes a good percentage of the fan base.

If the 10 year old child of any of the college staff listed here or of any of those college students who rioted was being molested, they'd demand that the world come to a screeching halt and impose the harshest possible punishment upon the offender. But because the victim was someone else's child and the pedophile was a really, really important member of the gridiron elite, it was covered up like so many other embarrassing revelations about the true character of football enthusiasts.

Americans who really want to demonstrate their support for victims can skip the phony baloney candlelight vigils and blue shirt days. If you really want to send a message, simply take a year off. Don't show up for any of the big four sports: football, hockey, basketball, or baseball at any level, high school through the pros for one calendar year. If all those scumbags care about is money, then the only tactic they'll pay attention to is a public willing to shut off their cash flow. This won't happen of course. Americans don't care about victims, even the most innocent of victims and the world's terrorists know it.

And that's all that the world's terrorists need to know about Americans in order to sleep at night.