Through this fall there has been an interesting shift in what is “tolerated.” Bill Cosby is the pinnacle of that right now.
From Ray Rice to Adrian Peterson to Bill Cosby, they represent a culture (present and past) that used to be wildly celebrated and is now… um… unseemly.
A Washington Post article on Cosby put it this way:
The accusations, some of which Cosby has denied and others he has declined to discuss, span the arc of the comedy legend’s career, from his pioneering years as the first black star of a network television drama in 1965 to the mid-2000s, when Cosby was firmly entrenched as an elder statesman of the entertainment industry, a scolding public conscience of the African American community and a philanthropist. They also span a monumental generational shift in perceptions — from the sexually unrestrained ’60s to an era when the idea of date rape is well understood.
For Cosby’s era, it was celebrated to be “free” in sexual exploration. A generation later, is it POSSIBLE we’re understanding the phrase, “Sow the wind, reap the whirlwind?”
For Rice and Peterson, that shift has been coming. From the free pass days of the old NFL to the arrest of Aaron Hernandez last year for murder to Rice and Peterson, is it POSSIBLE we’ve finally grown up and understood we just can’t let “boys be boys” in some ways?
Is it POSSIBLE we may actually do a little more “soul searching” and understand that our sexuality has responsibility attached to it?
Or, will we just go on finding other ways to let out our “freedom” and in another generation we’ll be offended in new ways all over again?