Terrible men saying that Caitlin Clark is ugly

Thursday 4/3/25

I saw this post on Threads that quoted a racist moron at ESPN saying that Caitlin Clark is only what she is because she's white and pretty. Appalling. Then I looked at the comments and was equally appalled.

You had all of these men--and let me tell you, they weren't stunning physical specimens--making cracks about her being ugly.

If you were walking hand in hand with someone who looked like Caitlin Clark, people would think you were with someone beautiful. Or if that was the new person you were with and you brought them over your friend's house where people were gathering to watch the game. Not that this matters. It's simply a dose of reality regarding those hostile, untrue comments.

Why is it so important for people to be mean that they'll lie? Cruel.

Here was one of the comments:

Pretty, she looks like the bad guy from Phineas and Ferb 💀

That was posted by an adult.

How do you get to be like that as an adult? How full of hate do you have to be? What has to have gone wrong with you?

But I what I really want to know is logistically how do you live with yourself when you're like that? How do you actually get up, brush your teeth, see yourself in the mirror, and go about your life?

That would kill me knowing I was like that. I would kill me. I'd hate myself so much. I'd be so down on myself.

I read the bio on this guy, because sometimes I just have to know. Seems to work for Amazon, delivering packages. This is how the bio read:

Lover of fitness, good artwork, and having fun while in a pursuit for happiness. Don’t forget to smell the roses

And someone like that will have double the followers I do. I mean, there isn't anyone who can't say that at a bare minimum. But what the hell? This is human trash. Garbage.

How is it possible that a person--and so many people--can be more parts trash than they are human?

Can anyone explain this to me? How do you live your life if you're like this guy? What does that feel like? Is there no guilt? No shame? There has to be. The sense of failure and futility for all that you aren't. How do you wake up under that avalanche of self-loathing and carry out the functions of your day?

That's mind-boggling to me. I wouldn't be able to tie my shoe if that was me.

And the profile photo of this guy? In his car, of course. How do you think he looked?

Exactly.

I guess the answer to my rhetorical question--because I'm not really soliciting answers here--is that such a person would need to have no self-awareness--or close to no self-awareness--but that doesn't clear up the mystery for me any better.

How can a person have no self-awareness? How can person have no morals? No values? No shame? No guilt?

There was a person yesterday with Down's Syndrome in the Monument. And she was taking a long time going up. Was sitting down and resting on the stairs. She had someone with her. As I was coming down, she gave me a wave and a big smile. So I did the same, of course. And I did each time I saw her again.

If I had ignored this woman, or scowled, or done anything else, I would have felt so bad about myself, like I had to find a way to get out of my own skin, my own body, because it was just too awful in there. I'd be so ashamed.

Going online and posting about someone being ugly? Then you go about your day? You eat a slice of pizza? You go on a date? You call your mom? You help your kid with her homework? You go to the parents-teachers night? You just carry on?

Then there are people who know you who know you do and say things like this? And they remain your friends or whatever are they are? They keep knowing you? I can go to LinkedIn and see this guy there. His name's on it. There's his face. You're putting that out into the world? You're okay with people knowing that's what you say? What you do?

I don't understand this for the life of me. Why? What is the point? Why on earth would you do this? It's not like you're caught up in the moment, or you made this bad choice because you were so lonely and started a relationship with the wrong person.

This is typing a comment.

I'm thinking about what my reaction would be if, say, this friend I have in mind did something like that. If that's who he was. And I saw it. What is the expectation? That I'd find this funny? That's kind of it, right? As an adult? As a non-evil person?

People would say I'm overthinking this, but I don't think people think about it enough. It's implausible to me. Are you even human if he don't have a conscience? If guilt isn't a thing you can feel?

Guilt is an awful feeling. It's terrible feeling awful about yourself. Thinking you suck. And knowing you do. Knowing you do something bad.

Have we done away with being able to know anything about ourselves? If we haven't, I think we're really getting there. And that wouldn't seem possible. Or it wouldn't have once. But increasingly, I find it to be the more serviceable explanation.

And as I checked to make sure I had everything right for this entry, I saw that this sub-human posted twice, the other post being a gif of that cartoon character.

Trash.