I say. Jeeves, these primates are bibulous

On the off chance that you are feeling too kindly towards the New York Times on this fine Sunday, peruse (yes, peruse) this lovely riposte from an editorial observer of the goings-on in football stadia. For those of you who have not the ardor nor the temerity to brave its registration firewall, the writer lauds the technological advancement of being able to silently text about rowdy or rude fans in the stands. You see, the swells in the stands (including, of course, those who bring their children) now finally have some small way to counteract the "bibulous loudmouths celebrate (ing) their primacy." By, well, summoning the Hessians to purge the ruffians.

Um, OK. Let's take this in stages.

1) NFL tickets cost, depending on your media market, hundreds of dollars a game. If you are taking your kids to this, let's just say that I don't have an incredible amount of sympathy for your economic plight.

2) I'm not one to fight for the right of Drunk Rude Guy in Public, but when you start to litigate against him, it's a short step towards impinging on Just Plain Angry Guy. And from there, we are right in the wheelhouse of No Actual Passion People, which is to say, all of the folks reading this NY Times article and nodding their assent over the Sabbath brie.

Anyway, I'd share more of my opinion on this, but I'm pretty sure you can guess what it is, and far be it for me to get bibulous.