If Stupid Was a Sport

Reflections on the sub-idiocracy phenomenon of slap fighting.

If you’re looking for incontrovertible proof that we are, as a species, degenerating—and rapidly—look no further. Ladies and gentlemen and all points in between, I give you slap fighting. This is a sport, so-called, in which two meatheads—who generally look like Brutus from the Popeye cartoons—stand across from each other and belt each other in the face.