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At Penn State, the danger of making gods out of men

At Penn State, the danger of making gods out of men

On Thursday, when I walked onto campus, a young man crossed my path, a Penn State undergrad, moving zombie-like down the incline of the walkway, in the opposite direction of me. I had to stop to watch him, his eyes shut closed, a lazy goose step in his gait. The image has been seared into my neurology. Every time I close my eyes, I see him walking away, drained, aimless, his eyes closed, without recourse, without words.

When I arrived at Penn State to begin grad school last summer, I was unfamiliar with things like Joe Pa or Paternoville, the meaning of Blue and White, the chant of "WE ARE PENN STATE." When I say I was unfamiliar with these codes of collective honor, I don’t mean that I didn’t know them specifically — I had no idea such worlds even existed, generally. I went to a small liberal arts college in Ohio where I was barely aware we had a football team, where individuality was placed far above the idea of the collective, where dissent and cynicism was the code of honor, where there we sneered with disdain and skepticism at athletics or the reverence that surrounded the athletes of our high schools. I thought Football Universities were manufactured settings for Hollywood films. Not real places.

At Penn State, I became instantly intrigued with the myth of Joe Paterno, his godlike status, his place as icon. His image sits on the walls and in the windows of many local shops in the same way that Jesus’ image might be the centerpiece of a devoutly Catholic home. In many ways, I was envious of those who so fully engaged in the ecstatic religious experience that was Penn State football. I have always yearned for that sense of community. I am a woman who constantly looks for ways to find the extraordinary in the ordinary — to make the profane feel sacred. I like the ideal of constructing rituals and myths out of men. It’s what we do best as human beings — something that makes us so fascinating to me. It’s the one thing that I think binds us all together — our love for magical narratives based in real life.

The immense pride that many take in the honor and comport of our football team did not seem dubious or creepy to me at all. I enjoyed what it stood for — I enjoyed watching the narrative that Penn Staters spun around Joe Paterno and his soldiers. I heard that, before games, he would recite the Illiad in ancient Greek to his players, preparing them for the field. I loved that our football team was an allegory for so many great principles: grace under pressure, dignity, composure, and education, especially when athletics always seem to be at odds with education in the master narrative of our land grant universities. Joe Paterno, himself a magna cum laude graduate of Brown University, where he studied the Classics (a secret passion of mine), was said to be the most academically-aware coach of college football, setting academic standards for his team that unparalleled any other in NCAA Division I sports. That made me proud and gave me material with which to teach. In my English 15 class, we dissected the rhetoric of Penn State football, through which I could teach metaphor and device and argumentation in a way that mattered to the lives of my students. As a writer, I got to see, first hand, how narrative played a real role in the lives of Americans in a way I found profound and elegant. A new spirituality.

Still, I have not yet been to a Penn State football game, nor have I been anywhere near the stadium on game days. I don’t own any Penn State gear. I still see myself as an outsider in this culture, though I appreciate it and have found some pride in it. I have very slowly started to see myself as a part of it.

Then, the horrific news came about Jerry Sandusky, a former Penn State coach who was being indicted for the sexual abuse of eight young boys. At first, I looked upon this news like I think many did — an isolated incident about an alleged pedophile who fit the profile of another mythic narrative: that of the monster. And I thought of the many cases I had written about during my stint as a journalist — the stories of men who committed terrifying acts. I always tried to write about these pieces in a way that attempted to understand who these men were and how these things happened, because, the myth of the monster occluded the real point of the problem and didn’t allow us to engage in an understanding of pedophiles that would allow us to try and stop the problem. I read the Sandusky stories looking for these sorts of answers as well.

But then, more news came. And came and came and came and is still coming. Very quickly, I watched the news about Sandusky and his vicious crimes misguidedly morph into headlines about Joe Paterno, Penn State’s God, its beacon of truth, its moral compass. Apparently, he had fallen from grace. The headlines and their accompanying photos suggested to me that Joe Paterno was the criminal here, not Sandusky. And I was curious about this turn events, so I started reading more closely. I read that the 28-year-old graduate assistant who had witnessed Sandusky raping a young boy in the Penn State locker room showers had gone to Paterno with what he saw. I read a lot of "he said, he said" about who said what to whom. I read that Paterno went to his superiors — if a God like Paterno could have superiors — and had the grad assistant tell them what he saw. I read that these superiors did not take this eyewitness to the authorities, but behaved in a way that suggests to many a corrupt cover-up in an attempt to preserve the sanctity of Penn State’s name, even if that still remains to be proven. I read that Paterno, as Penn State’s figurehead, now shouldered the greatest blame because he did not do more — he did not follow up, he did not go to the police, he did not do whatever we like to think we would do in such a situation. For a God, this behavior was dubious and suddenly we had to acknowledge that he was a man, a man with a great deal of power and failed to use it.

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13 comments
Harpua89
Harpua89

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Your voice is a beacon of sanity in a sea of madness.

Ag224
Ag224

This is absolutely brilliant. Thank you for understanding that for the media, this was about focusing on a god's fall from grace because a headline like that would make much more money than a headline about "Jerry Sandusky, pederast" or focusing on the boys who have had their souls ripped away from them. The Roman Colisseum is alive and well in 2011 and too many people think they are heroes for screaming for Joe Pa's head as part of a faceless mob. I hate to break it to them, but they're cowards who have let ESPN, CNN, ABC, etc. drive the conversation here and take the focus off of Sandusky and these kids and put it on Paterno because it will sell more papers and get higher TV ratings. Again, thanks for writing this.

Mike
Mike

Give Joe Pa a break! The acceptance of and covering for the rape of children is synonomous regarding anyone related to the catholic church! The pope most likely called Joe Pa and offered him an immediate bishop position...no doubt Joe Pa demanded a cardinal position at the least...considering his qualifications!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

E
E

"Joe Pa" is a perv himself...a sick old man. How can you NOT call the cops when you see a 10 year old being raped by your own employee/staff? And he knew this was happening for over 10 years. Joe got off easy with just losing his job.

Cheri Leoncio
Cheri Leoncio

Ms. Grollmus,I do not trust journalists/media to write truth. Not that they don't (always) on purpose because I know from experience that they do not get the truth or the facts to start with. But what is disgusting is the "frenzy" they (most often times) are trying to create.With that said, Thank you for your extremely well written and well thought-out article. I have read too many knee-jerk and reactive opinions on this incident.

bulletbob
bulletbob

But isn't that what we do to our football players, high school, college or pro? We are doing the same thing with Tebow, putting him on a pedastal and making him out to be some sort of god, all these athletes and coaches alike are just people, that's it. We must never lose sight of that

Great Speckled Bird
Great Speckled Bird

Ms. Grollmus, I congratulate you on your incisive article about Penn State and Paterno. Penn State has always been a great university and Joe Paterno a great coach. What really bothers me the most is Joe's choice to do as little as he could legally to report this horrendous act to the proper authorities, but instead, get it swept under the carpet. I have to think that he was trying to save his own ass and legend. I wonder if this incident ever crossed his mind during the years that led up to his sensational fall?

There is another aspect to this cover-up. All those involved were men. Men have a way of compartmentalizing their lives when it comes to sex. It's the "old boy" thing. They all lie about improper sex unless it is to their advantage to tell the truth. Paterno was certainly no better than the rest of those who failed to tell the whole truth. Some of these men have to take the blame for this horror. We all have feet of clay when pushed to rise to an impossible height.

Of course there is nothing left to do but pick up the pieces and go forward. I hope that Penn State does a better job of it than the Catholic Church did with their sex problems. They seemed to have just gone underground with them.

Mike
Mike

I hope someone puts the bastard in prison...

Mike
Mike

PS: I hope authorities will put "ole Joe Pa" in prison for the rest of his life...and he complains to prison authorities about being ass raped...and they do nothing.

Mike
Mike

The most predominate issus is that "Joe Pa" willingly decided to become the accomplice of a child rapist..."Joe Pa" assured through his silence and inattention that more children would be raped by his partner.

 
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