A couple weeks back I expressed my disinterest with the WWE and their product, and Clive had tried to sway me back to the dark side. For anyone that doubted me before, I present to you a recap of a segment from last night’s WWE Raw broadcast. This should erase any questions of why I would give up on wrestling. Because it’s not wrestling. Taken from 1wrestling.com:
Terri was stationed outside Kane’s locker room. She hoped to talk with him after the video aired. Meanwhile, Jonathan Coachman interviewed HHH, who said the video would prove Kane is not only a murderer, but a twisted psychopath as well. And then it aired. The video began with a warning that it contained offensive content and that viewer discretion was advised. It should have warned that the video would offend anyone with an IQ above that of a stalk of celery. It showed a funeral home chapel with a coffin. There was a female dummy in the coffin, supposedly Katie Vick. HHH came in, wearing a Kane mask and pretending to be Kane. He told Katie she looked better dead than alive. He blamed her for the accident, saying if she had just let him have his way with her, he wouldn’t have swerved off the road and crashed. He then began groping her breasts. This was sick and was getting sicker by the minute. He took off her bra and panties, and sniffed the panties. She was wearing a cheerleader outfit, by the way. One wonders what the WWE writing crew do in their spare time. And it got worse. HHH actually got inside the coffin and pretended to have sex with Katie as blissful music played and the camera focused on flowers and candles and other funeral chapel paraphenalia. After he “finished”, he reached inside the dummy’s head and pulled out a handful of mush, bragging that he screwed her brains out.
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I *really* hope some stockholders bring this up at the next WWE shareholders meeting. The McMahons really need to explain how they can put this on television, and then produce more video games and action figures for the kids. Not only am I not watching this stuff anymore, but I swear to you if I had kids they wouldn’t be watching it either.
Cheers.