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Stephen A. Smith, Muppet Maximus

It’s a Saturday afternoon on the left coast on day 25 of the national coronavirus lockdown and CNN is running low on new news and guests, so they call on hot air specialist Stephen A. Smith to comment on “The Future of Sports Amid the (Coronavirus) Pandemic”.  Slow news day? Ya think?

For The Record: CNN, “The Most Trusted Name in News” calling on Stephen A. Smith to weigh in on the future of sports  … Hmm, OK – but ya know there is a distinct difference between news and hot air, right?

Right.

In calling on the Stephen A. Muppet Maximus and the Pontifex Maximus of Bloviation, CNN must have known exactly knew what they were Grub-Hub-ordering – and so did Stephen A. – but for some unknown reason he demurred on delivering on this occasion. Stephen A., who is by now super familiar with what is expected of him, did not put on his storied top hat and tails and Bo-jangle his way into the network’s coffers and ratings.

HUGE surprise! And decidedly not the reason Stephen A. (who is to sports what Puff Diddy is to rap music)  is laughing all the way to the ESPN bank. Complimentary forays into citadels of mainstream acceptability like CNN, are just the proverbial cherry on his Stephen A’s cheesecake. Like “extra, extra!”, they enlarge his territory beyond the fabled “40 acres and a mule”.  In operative terms it pushes Stephen’s sandbox beyond the agon of sports as an uncut form of entertainment. (Selah).

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It’s nigh impossible to caricature Stephen A. Smith because how does one caricature a caricature; a grotesque animation in which he is Stephen A. Muppet Maximus, the Pontifex of Bloviation which is OK as long as Stephen A. sticks  to sports and entertainment in that order because he quickly gets into trouble when he tries to venture off the sports/entertainment reservation by bitin’ off on sinuous social issues for sheer self-aggrandizement. Bill Cosby, Jason Whitlock, anyone? Absolutely no kiddin’ . This twirp who talks out of both cheeks of his “bar-hind”, oft gets into trouble when he tries to riff off on social issues for kicks. Long and short of this? Stephen A. is the Lindsey Graham of sports. Keep him in that cage for the good of Black People. He is a man who sold out before he was born. Pic: USA Today. Caption: Incrucible.Net, Trim Ire to a Flame, A Blue Flame.  _________________________________________________________________________________

The persona of Stephen A. Smith, Muppet Maximus of Bloviation is the reason he is laughing all the way to the bank with ESPN’s 10 mill. It’s all built on buffoonery and entertainment to the nth exponent and outre self caricatures which leave zero room for comedians and cartoonists and caricaturists to make a buck …. which is kind of like Donald Trump; to wit what The Orange One did to comedy and Saturday Night Live; the blow-torching of fat that would normally make (comedic) roasting possible.

In terms of type, Stephen A. is Jim Rome with  the camp meter overclocked and kinkier get-up. Both perform in quasi-cartoon get ups, but Stephen A. virtually takes it a notch further by wearing his B-boy cap sideways.

The schtick works for him as long as he sticks with sports entertainment and entertainment only. Venturing off that reservation gets Stephen A. in quick trouble like when he tried to bite off  sinuous social issues that bit back  …..  teetering on the edge of the same kind of speechfying that ultimately got Cosby in trouble after a national tour of rebuke and censure of the black community. (You listenin’ Jason?)

Why? Well it’s because Stephen A. and his brother from another mother, Jason “Pork Chop” Whitlock, are a few crispy fries short of a Republican Happy Meal. Yes, crispy comes in many forms indeed …. and need I say it — complexions?

But beneath all that Stepin Fetchit, chitlin cuttin’ mackin’ is a cowardly twerp who huffs and puffs and blows out of both sides of his backside cheeks for fear of being called to the carpet in real time. (Dang maang!)

Watch Stephen A. closely whenever he confronts “the real”;  his reflexive coat grooming and tail tucking in the is cringe-inducing if not nauseating register.  (And we is not talkin’ ’bout Kellerman ….. yet.) It would be laughable if it weren’t a well known survival tactic in broadcasting booths as on Cell Block C where oiled cons flex more than pecs.

The Long Term Liability That Stephen A. Smith Has Become to ESPN:

Start with this simple proposition: If ESPN values Stephen A. Smith and the social and political world view that informs his takes on sports and sports personalities, then they really should just hire Jason Whitlock who comes in with no condom over his noggin – or better still hire them for good measure. The more, the merrier, right? (Can’t have Tweedle Dee without Tweedle Dum, if the latter is available.)

Now if ESPN demurs on this, then my question to them is why? Because if they figure out why, they will not need a multi-million dollar consultant like me to tell them that what they have on their payroll is a clown and a muppet who represents nothing but his own cafe au lait “bar-hind”.  At this point in time, anyone with two brain cells to rub together should realize that Stephen A. Smith has the draw of a shaved freak. People come to watch not for the skill but the macabre oddity of a man who sounds like a muppet, socially engineered by Louie Gohmert. 

The demographic representation the network saw at the outset, no longer exists. Blacks who lionize Stephen A. Smith cannot be found during the light of day. Think about this. (And we are not talking about asterisked blacks like Candace Owens or Kanye West. Be serious of go home.)

What ESPN is getting for the 8 to 12 mill they signed this fool for is basically a freak show of obsequious bloviation and squirelly equivocation when Stephen A. gets squeezed into a corner as in the case of Jon Gruden.

Stay tuned; we are just clearing our throats on this mumper. So bookmark this page and keep checkin’ for updates.

BNSG, on scalawag patrol.

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The Youtube Clip Stephen A. & Company Are Trying to Bury Beneath a Deluge of Clips with the Follow-up Takes:

Restatement: Stephen A. Smith & Company are trying to bury the the Monday clip he did with Michael Irving below for reasons that have to do with media and social media spin.

This video again showcases Stephen A. Smith again speaking out of both sides of his butt-cheeks on the Jon Gruden’s racist meltdown. His “not a damn thing” pronouncement about what the NFL should do about Gruden’s racist digs did not age well over a span of less than 24 hours. And when Gruden got axed, Stephen A. or those connected to him tried their darndest to bury the First Take take where he shamelessly tried to save Gruden from paying the ultimate price. This is what Stephen A. has been known to do for a long time now. This is a man with no backbone except to prop up his muppet head; no mettle, no shame, or credibility within the demographic he is supposed to imagistically represent – the infernal rub being that the “whiteness” Stephen A. promotes has no respect for him beyond the transactional. Fact.

Stephen A. Smith on the Future of First Take at the Breakfast Club (Youtube) Pop a big bag of popcorn; read the comments. Sample: “Terrell Owen signed Max Kellerman’s pink slip when he said ‘Max is blacker than you.’ All Facts. Ceo Ceo (YouTube Comments Section to Stephen A. at the Breakfast Club).

And very, very recently Stephen A. flipped his usual script (of supporting white team owners) when he went all in on the Ime Udoka affaire (a black man) to blast the New England Celtics for publicizing his indiscretions with the wife of a team associate. While this could have been a tactic, to reduce the heat he had been getting from woke black folk, it also pegs Stephen A. as the Lindsey Graham of the sports world. Stephen A. is a man who sold out before he was born.

ESPN King, Stephen A. Smith Had Max Kellerman Taken Off “First Take’ (Andrew Marchand, New York Post, August 24, 2021)

And here is Mr. Marcellus Wiley telling it like it has never been told on these YouTube streets. I challenge you to find anyone who breaks it down like Mr. Wiley breaks it down here:

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