...for her virtue signal-shaming of an undisclosed Bama player after the Clemson game. First I'm seeing this on Facebook. For those of you that don't have a facebook account, I'll copy-paste it...
First, her "I'm such a victim of misogyny! Look at me!" tweet (check out the sub-tweets)
From Alabama Nation:
"This is an open letter to Chantel Jennings on behalf of Alabama Nation.
Dear Mrs. Jennings -
I saw your subtweet shaming a player who was shocked to find women in the locker room after a football game. It got a lot of retweets. You're cool.
If he knew you had the balls to paint yourself as a victim in a situation where adults are pushing each other for access to half naked teenagers he might not have taken issue with you being a woman.
You had a right to be there - but that doesn't make your actions right. This is the first time some of these players have been to a bowl game. The rules of the game are the same but everything else is different - the stadium, the atmosphere - and the access reporters have to players.
You attributed this player's shock to chauvinism and, to your credit, followed the established grievance process to file a formal complaint.
Haha just kidding. You subtweet shamed a teenager in front of 32,000 followers like a middle school mean girl because apparently you believe that's how professional adults who can handle themselves, handle themselves. If it helps, no one is shocked that you're offended. That's kind of your thing. Let's talk about it anyway.
We want players to be dominant. We cheer their savagery. We reward their ferocity. We see them as giants - explosive offensive and defensive weapons and all of them strong. But they're not.
They're kids. They are 18, 19 and 20 year old kids. They're huge kids. They're tough kids. They're hard working, athletic and talented kids - but they are kids. They may tower over most men but inside they are still learning how to be one.
Some of them will play on Sundays and make millions of dollars. Most won't. Most of them have moms and dads and support outside of that locker room. Some don't. Some of them look at coaches who teach them how to ball as second fathers. Some of them never had a first to teach them anything. You may have access to the locker room, Mrs. Jennings, but it's plain you don't know a damn thing about it - and that's not because you're a woman.
That's because you're small. You can't see past your own pettiness. You presume self importance in a place of sacrifice. You howl about pride wounds from perceived slights in a place where people bleed for each other. I'll give you a hint. It's not about you.
Maybe this kid was out of line. Maybe a staffer at practice told him about reporters being in the locker room after the game but he was too distracted by the pressure of performing on the biggest stage of his entire life to pay attention to anything except the game faces on his team mates that gave him courage.
Maybe he was taught modesty. Maybe it was beaten into him. Maybe he was sexually abused. Maybe this kid put his big bad game face back on when the locker room where he felt safe was invaded by strangers he didn't trust.
Maybe you're right. Maybe it was shock. Maybe it was chauvinism.
...or maybe it was fear. Maybe it was anger. Maybe it was both. Maybe it was all of the above. Maybe the southern baptist upbringing ingrained in him since birth took over and he was trying to protect you - or maybe something else took over and this teenage kid was protecting himself from you. Maybe not. Maybe a kid just made a mistake. Maybe the adult in the situation should act like one.
Maybe we will never know the truth but one thing is for certain, Mrs. Jennings. You don't know the facts and that makes your actions not only that of a poor adult but also a bad reporter - one who clearly cannot handle herself.
-Bobby Wesson"
Wow.
First, her "I'm such a victim of misogyny! Look at me!" tweet (check out the sub-tweets)
From Alabama Nation:
"This is an open letter to Chantel Jennings on behalf of Alabama Nation.
Dear Mrs. Jennings -
I saw your subtweet shaming a player who was shocked to find women in the locker room after a football game. It got a lot of retweets. You're cool.
If he knew you had the balls to paint yourself as a victim in a situation where adults are pushing each other for access to half naked teenagers he might not have taken issue with you being a woman.
You had a right to be there - but that doesn't make your actions right. This is the first time some of these players have been to a bowl game. The rules of the game are the same but everything else is different - the stadium, the atmosphere - and the access reporters have to players.
You attributed this player's shock to chauvinism and, to your credit, followed the established grievance process to file a formal complaint.
Haha just kidding. You subtweet shamed a teenager in front of 32,000 followers like a middle school mean girl because apparently you believe that's how professional adults who can handle themselves, handle themselves. If it helps, no one is shocked that you're offended. That's kind of your thing. Let's talk about it anyway.
We want players to be dominant. We cheer their savagery. We reward their ferocity. We see them as giants - explosive offensive and defensive weapons and all of them strong. But they're not.
They're kids. They are 18, 19 and 20 year old kids. They're huge kids. They're tough kids. They're hard working, athletic and talented kids - but they are kids. They may tower over most men but inside they are still learning how to be one.
Some of them will play on Sundays and make millions of dollars. Most won't. Most of them have moms and dads and support outside of that locker room. Some don't. Some of them look at coaches who teach them how to ball as second fathers. Some of them never had a first to teach them anything. You may have access to the locker room, Mrs. Jennings, but it's plain you don't know a damn thing about it - and that's not because you're a woman.
That's because you're small. You can't see past your own pettiness. You presume self importance in a place of sacrifice. You howl about pride wounds from perceived slights in a place where people bleed for each other. I'll give you a hint. It's not about you.
Maybe this kid was out of line. Maybe a staffer at practice told him about reporters being in the locker room after the game but he was too distracted by the pressure of performing on the biggest stage of his entire life to pay attention to anything except the game faces on his team mates that gave him courage.
Maybe he was taught modesty. Maybe it was beaten into him. Maybe he was sexually abused. Maybe this kid put his big bad game face back on when the locker room where he felt safe was invaded by strangers he didn't trust.
Maybe you're right. Maybe it was shock. Maybe it was chauvinism.
...or maybe it was fear. Maybe it was anger. Maybe it was both. Maybe it was all of the above. Maybe the southern baptist upbringing ingrained in him since birth took over and he was trying to protect you - or maybe something else took over and this teenage kid was protecting himself from you. Maybe not. Maybe a kid just made a mistake. Maybe the adult in the situation should act like one.
Maybe we will never know the truth but one thing is for certain, Mrs. Jennings. You don't know the facts and that makes your actions not only that of a poor adult but also a bad reporter - one who clearly cannot handle herself.
-Bobby Wesson"
Wow.
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