Friday, December 7, 2007

Inspired by true events....

Today I am wondering just what sexual harassment is, and why it is worth 19.1 million dollars to a fired basketball coach. It is my understanding that for sexual harassment to be taking place, the victim has their own responsibilities in reporting it and reacting to it. Guess not when you are a high-profile employee of the CSU system, huh?

Don't get me wrong. I don't disagree with the judgment. Especially since a judge is guaranteed to lower the award (19.1 is way more than the 5 she was suing for). Did she deserve to get fired? Maybe. But I don't think anyone deserves to get fired the way she did. Especially with no recorded violations, no bad marks against a 3.0 gpa team... The only thing they really had to say about her was that she took pain pills, was super-strict, and was behaving erratically just before the end. Whereas the male coach that was fired 'bout the same time? Because of NCAA violations and suspicions of obstructing justice in the murder case of one of his players (he apparently helped the kid skip town and avoid the po.) he was fired. With a severance package and a re-hire to help with the "transition." Our lady coach? No violations. No $$ to go bye-bye.

Oh yeah, at the end, the erratic behavior? She was pregnant. Their proof that she was addicted? One of her players woke her up while they were on the road. She asked what day it was, if she'd missed the game. This is proof that she was a drug user???? How about proof that she's a heavy sleeper that doesn't wake up well? It's no wonder that she won if this is the evidence they have.

I don't like cases where it is so grey. I want a good-guy, and a bad-guy, with clear, color-coded delineations between the two. Life, unfortunately isn't like that. It is sticky, icky, annoyingly so. She maybe (probably) was in the wrong, but the university has just lost it's third sexual harassment case. Something is not right in the state of... Denmark.

And I've been sitting in Starbucks too long today. My crack is cold. Ummmm. That didn't come out right. I consider the White Chocolate Peppermint Mocha the new crack cocaine. Had it for the first time yesterday. Wowza.

Oh yeah, and teenagers? Their thighs should be bigger than my forearm when they are the same height as me. Who put it into the little chickies heads that looking like a cadaver was attractive? I want to know. Eat, for fuck's sake! And don't puke it up!