Kurt Busch Is An Asshole

So is Roger Penske.

I know. That's not news. What IS news is that NASCAR has announced that Kurt Busch will not be suspended for his little attempt to maim a jack-man.

Oh, they fined him 100 driver points and $100,000, and put him on probation for the remainder of the season. And gee, they also took 100 owner points away from Penske. But no suspension.

Their murky bullshit logic is that he sat out for the remainder of the Dover race, so he's already served something akin to a suspension. That's interesting rationalizing, except for the fact that his car was wrecked, so he wasn't going to be out on the track anyway.

But what's a pesky detail like that, when Kurt Busch got away scot-free with putting a man's life in danger? No, no, I don't want to hear the bullshit about the driver points and monetary fine. Those will teach Kurtsey nothing. He's a multi-millionaire, and the number of points lost wasn't sufficient to put him in a hole he can't climb out of.

So congratulations, Kurt. You are the new standard-bearer for what's acceptable behavior in NASCAR.

And you, Roger Penske... Shame, shame, SHAME on you. If you were any kind of owner, and any kind of man, you would have told Kurt to quit whining and suck it up. But instead, you went and sucked some NASCAR Honcho dick; begged, pleaded, threatened, cajoled, until they gave your sniveling, whiny ass its way. You must be so proud.

Loser.

NASCAR has a long and storied history of, um... differences of opinion between the various players. That sometimes led to such outcomes as fist fights in the garage. Hell, there was even a chick-fight last season, when Kurt Busch wrecked Greg Biffle at Texas Motor Speedway, and Biffle's woman went after Busch's. (Okay, that was some funny shit.)

But none of those scuffles, past or present, involved some psychotic mother-fucker trying to kill the jack-man. It's unprecedented in the sport.

And more to the point, NASCAR is changing. It's not strictly the province of redneck yahoos anymore. NASCAR has two choices: They can reject the new fans, and the shitload of cash that comes with them. Or they can embrace them, and understand that 85% of the fans thought Bat Ears Busch deserved a suspension.

The fans have a choice as well. We can actively work to change the sport, or we can stop following NASCAR. The big-titted secretary is in favor of everyone raising a united voice to take NASCAR in the direction it needs to go. I'm more inclined to tell them to kiss my hairy brown ass.

I guess since she's the one who does my typing for me, she wins. Wench.

Still, let's not gloss over what's really at issue here.



Jason Lee, crouched on the hood of a car, is what this is all about. Work to change NASCAR all you want, Little Miss Big Tits. But don't forget this incident when Kurt finally gets around to killing somebody.

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