Bullying is bad. Now that that’s out of the way, can we talk about what an asshole the streaker at last night’s Ravens-Patriots game is? He calls himself The Baltimore Batman, and runs around in his underwear at sporting events (he also made an appearance at the Orioles’ opening day earlier this year) to “raise awareness about bullying.” Hey dude, we’re aware. Is there a single person who was living their life oblivious to the plight of the bullied, who saw this guy run across the field last night only to have a lightbulb pop above their head: “Wait… What’s happening to kids? Bullying? No way.” No. That person does not exist. Awareness has not been raised.
This guy (who wrote “Don’t be a bully, be a superhero” across his chest) is an attention whore who doesn’t have the decency to admit that he’s an attention whore. Look, I love streakers. I think they’re hilarious. But part of the charm of a guy or girl running around in public in little to no clothing is the pure stupidity of it. Trying to dress up that stupidity in some noble pursuit is not only dishonest, it’s obnoxious as hell. So, potential streakers of the world taking lessons from last night, ignore this:
And study this:
Oh and not for nothing, but Batman saves people from supervillains by being a kickass detective and hand-to-hand-combatant and acrobat and Batmobile driver. You run around in your underwear.