The jockey Miguel Mena was struck and killed by a vehicle Sunday. I have nothing to say on that other than I’m sorry for his survivors. No, this is about the aftermath. Of course, the racing community is agush with remembrances, condolences, etc. But what caught my eye was this from Churchill Downs, Mena’s primary work milieu:
MOMENT OF SILENCE FOR MIGUEL MENA SCHEDULED AFTER RACE 5 WEDNESDAY
Churchill Downs, members of the jockey colony and horsemen, along with family and friends, will pay tribute to the late jockey Miguel Mena by gathering in the Trackside Winner’s Circle for a moment of silence. The ceremony will conclude with a solemn performance of “My Old Kentucky Home” performed by bugler Steve Buttleman. Interested media may enter through the Executive Gate and proceed to the Trackside Winner’s Circle. Free first-come, first-serve parking is available to media and guests…. Those who are unable to attend can view the ceremony on….
Need I say it? The so-called teammates of people like Mena, the horses that is, are killed in the thousands each year – and that’s actually while at “work.” A “moment of silence”? Please. Hell, they don’t even stop the “game” (the rest of the day’s card). So for one, it’s memorials, eulogies, and buglers. For the other, it’s put ’em down, cart ’em off (or cart ’em off, put ’em down), resume action. Every day these racing people are further exposed as the callous curs they are.