I can probably sum up my disdain for the corporate American ethos in one man: John Cena. World Wrestling Entertainment (formerly the World Wrestling Federation) is part of the bread and circuses for the American hoi poloi, although it has become a global concern, with ever more wrestlers being draughted in from Mexico, where such wrestling is perhaps even more of a staple entertainment for the masses. Stadium crowds for the yearly Wrestlemania extrevaganza rival those of the Superbowl. Cena has been the golden boy of WWE since Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson left for Hollywood in 2004, only returning for the big paydays on pay-per-view. If 'The Rock' was nauseating enough with his vulgar fake-macho posturing and loud displays of mixed-race insecurity, Cena's ingratiating wigger persona is absolutely vomit-inducing. We have come a long way since the days of Ric Flair and Hulk Hogan and their less than closeted disdain for persons of colour.
