Yes, The Gnome is back. What has inspired my sudden return? A rather unfortunate incident a few weeks ago. First, some facts:
1) Brian Burke is a hockey executive.
2) Brian Burke’s son died in a car crash on February 5.
3) Brian Burke returned to work on February 12 for the Toronto Maple Leafs game against St. Louis.
4) Laake is a loud talker.
5) Some people are assholes.
The Date: February 15
The Location: White Spot Restaurant
I had picked up my visiting Ohio friends from the skytrain station about an hour ago and we went to the White Spot restaurant near my house for dinner. At this point they had been in Canada for about 2 hours. Whilst eating dinner we somehow got on the topic of Brian Burke, specifically his policies as an employee of the NHL. Laake had some opinions on Burke’s policies that were not positive at which point some guy from across the room said “Hey, show some respect, his son just died.” This shut up Laake. We finished the rest of our meal, a little uncomfortable, but whatever. As we were leaving the restaurant, Respect Boy suddenly reared his ugly, hipster face in our direction to point out “You might not want to drop so many F-bombs in a family restaurant.” WHAT?!?! I kind of lost it at this point and requested that this douche bag clarify his statements, as he is apparently the head of the Morality Police. My Ohio friends didn’t want to make a scene, so we eventually left Respect Boy and his fugly girlfriend in the restaurant to enjoy not having to eat while listing to all the talk about “fucking” and our love of ragging on Brian Burke’s poor dead son.
Who the fuck does this asshole think he is? First of all, at no point did Burke’s son come up in our conversation about him, a conversation that involved past acts in the NHL. Second of all, I don’t fucking care to show respect to someone who wouldn’t give a flying fuck if my entire family died in a horrific car crash, so why I should I do the same for him? Because he’s famous? As stated in the facts section above, he had already returned to work at this point, so when can I stop showing my respect? A month, a year later? Then I can say whatever the fuck I want about Burke because the approved time period of respect showing has passed? And then there is the F-bomb accusation. Honestly, if we were swearing in the restaurant, it only happened once or twice. More to the point, if I want to say FUCK at the top of my lungs, it’s my fucking right to do so. Apparently asshole, hipsters are allowed to spew their opinions all over the goddam place about “showing respect,” they HAVE that right, but my right to free speech? Not allowed in a family restaurant. I really should have kicked that guys ass, but no, I guess I just respect myself too much to lay a finger on his attempt at growing a goatee. Fuck am I angry…and it feels GOOD!
