When an aging former NBA star throws punches at a former NBA referee, there is more going on than fist meets the eye.
NBA officials may celebrate that the altercation did not involve automatic pistols from the ever-impressive collection of Gilbert Arenas.
Adolescent boys will celebrate the manliness of Dominique, though others may decry the black eye he administers to the sport he represents.
Traditional press and media have not pursued this story in the slightest, mainly because it seems like some kind of April Fool’s Day tale gone awry.
Why would a former referee Rashan Michel shake down Wilkins for money? Therein hangs a tale, or therein is the rubout.
One may well be within Constitutional rights to ask why an NBA referee would have any financial dealings with a former NBA player. Since both are retired from the heat of battle, the heat of business may be a greater example of the deadly sin of greed.
What business is it that stokes the ego of an out-of-the-limelight star? Dominique punches his way to smallness over night, becoming a dwarf star in the universe of sports heroes.
Alas, Dominique Wilkins represents the NBA and, if he must hush up a former referee, why do it on camera?
Any fight wherein a posse of hired security thugs is at your side hardly qualifies as a fight.
Bullying under any conditions is a form of basic sexual intimidation and violence. It would seem that Dominique, growing wise in his years, has taken on a new fetish: dominating the underdog.
We feel honored to christen the NBA Hall of Famer with the new moniker of Dominatrix and wish him all the best with his new role as kitten with a whip.
May all his bullying fantasies come true.
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