I don’t think I’ve written anything formal on the whole Penn State saga since it unfolded late last year outside of Twitter, so here it goes. In undoubtedly the creepiest story to ever coincide with sports throughout history, we have seen a school’s entire image completely tarnished. We have seen former players and colleagues make asinine comments only to come back and bite them in the ass almost seconds after the words left their mouths. We have witnessed current and former students, as well as citizens of State College, Pennsylvania, turn a blind eye to the horrendous acts Jerry Sandusky committed over the years because they do not want to believe something like that could have happened in their utopian society. But, one coward got off too easy causing me to start speculating.
In my humble opinion, I believe that Joe Paterno committed suicide at the age of 85 on January 22, 2012. Well, it’s hard to say one took his life at 85 when he sold his soul years prior to actually kicking the bucket, but the individual occupying the decrepit old man known as JoePa ceased to exist on this planet in late-January. Is there really any doubt that he killed himself? Let’s think about this logically.
Through the Freeh Report, it has finally come to fuition that Joe Paterno did in fact cover up the horrific crimes committed by long time friend Jerry Sandusky. And I don’t care what you say, those two were 100% best of friends. Because if they weren’t, that even speaks less about Paterno as an individual which at this point and time is pretty damn impressive. If my own father did anything close to as heinous as what Sandusky did I would have zero problem turning him in. If Sandusky was not the closest of friends with Paterno, why would JoePa not have Sandusky taken care of?
Well, for one thing, it’s never good to start snitching on someone who has dirt on you as well. So what does that mean? I am not as sold on my convictions of this, but it would not surprise me in the LEAST if it came out that Paterno was involved with Sandusky while these acts were going on. The strangest thing about these accusations for which I have no basis to make other than strong inferences is that who are you to tell me that I’m wrong? Could anyone seriously look me in the face and say, “Gee, I don’t know Coley, that seems a bit farfetched. You really shouldn’t say that. You’re going too far.” Who would be the sane person in that argument? Me? Or the person standing up for the character of someone who protect a rapist who claimed over 50 young boys throughout the years.
Need I remind everyone about the police officer and the District Attorny who were found murdered with their bodies recovered from lakes and their laptops wiped clean (also recovered from the lakes)? The best Hollywood screen writers have not come up with a story this twisted and sadistic. These things happened in the real world. Hundreds of people’s lives were affected in real life. I still believe this is going to get much, much worse as the months go on. The Catholic Church, the biggest business in the history of the world, will NEVER shake the stigma attached to them. Why would anyone believe that Penn State will one day be a happy and cheery utopia that it was built up to be over all these years.
Many people believe that death is the ultimate price to pay. But in death, there comes no shame. There is no more consciousness because one is no longer alive to deal with feelings and endure the backlash of their peers. Considering Paterno knew what he did, why would he want to deal with the media frenzee that accompanied what was coming? Who would? I’m still shocked Sandusky hasn’t taken his own life.
Instead, Paterno went out on top. When he was last breathing, he held the record for most wins all time by a Division 1 football coach. Before he killed himself, he was greated by hundreds of adoring fans outside of his home every time he stepped out of his front door. When he committed suicide thousands of fans congregated at his statue, which at the time was still standing on the campus of Penn State, and left flowers, made signs, sang the school fight song, and wept for their fallen idol.
You can say whatever you want about my accusations. Go ahead and call me a terrible person. Say that my baseless claims are a sign of poor journalism. None of that bothers me in the least. At the end of the day, I know what I would have done in that position of power. I know I have the common sense to stop a serial rapist when I become fully aware of what is going on under my nose. Joe Paterno was the most influential man in the state of Pennsylvania.
How do I know? He murdered two people and let his best friend rape closer to 100 than ZERO young boys. You know how many people I’ve had murdered? 0. You know how many people I’ve raped? 0. Joe Paterno was a vile human being who barely deserves the dignity of being classified as one. Paterno could have EASILY stopped all of this when he was first privy to the information. He chose to “protect the Penn State image.” Yeah, how did that work out?
I’m not a monster. I’m a conscious human being with feelings as surprising as that may be to read. But death was too easy for Paterno. Suicide was just the final chapter in the book of cowardice in which he penned for the past decade plus. Now, he has left the university he built up to crumble. His family is constantly having to look foolish for trying to defend their now sullied name. The fact that he is not here to endure the scrunity that his pal Jerry Sandusky has been taking for the past eight months is despicable. Sure, his wins are vacated and his statue was moved inside, but so what. His last memories do not reflect the reality of the world today. And that is such a shame. While Penn State has not gotten off easy, Joe Paterno certainly did. And that is a damn shame.