The world makes little sense to us anymore, as it becomes more and more “acceptable” to cheat, lie, and steal in America. We were raised better than that, and clearly the baseball fans of San Francisco have lost their moral compass to the point they’re all going south in the end. Today on Sunday Surmising, we question why the San Francisco Giants celebrate Barry Bonds still—and why fans are a complete disgrace.

First, Bonds cheated for many years; this is documented fact. We know MLB Commissioner Bud Selig sat on a positive PED test for the egomaniacal slugger from November 2000 onward. That means baseball let him cheat in order to make money for seven more seasons. The Giants let it happen, too, instead of kicking his ass to the curb, and the fans just ate it all up in a time where the team hadn’t won a World Series since 1954.

One word: pathetic.

There’s no other way to describe it. Even so, San Francisco thankfully lost the 2002 World Series, when its cheater-enabling manager blew Game Six by overmanaging the situation, and Bonds himself got outplayed by the other team’s star(s). It’s one blessing in all this mess that the cheater never got to raise a World Series trophy above his head, just as it’s another blessing that Cooperstown keeps its doors closed. Small mercies.

Second, why would any fan base tolerate such cheating? Well, that’s obvious: desperation. We have seen it in Boston, of course, for both baseball and football. We have seen it in Houston. We have seen in college sports with the Michigan Wolverines. What has happened to Americans that they’ve gone from admonishing Olympic cheaters to embracing it themselves when it comes to their “hometown heroes”? Again, pathetic.

When fan bases are so desperate for a winner that they will look the other way to cheating, lying, and stealing in order to finally emerge victorious? It’s clear they’ve lost their souls. We’re not religious, but there is a lot of truth to this Biblical statement: “For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, but lose his soul?” (Mark 8:36). No one teaches their children this way, so how did sports fans lose it so easily?

Third, the Giants keep riding this money train, shamelessly, and the fans keep eating it up like turds served up cold and stale. Why? Bonds is a disgrace; Cooperstown won’t let him in. He’s been a social pariah for decades now, yet San Francisco baseball fans still worship him. Why? This is the most liberal city in American that would never vote for Donald Trump, yet they celebrate a baseball equivalent of the moron.

Again, why? They’re just revealing themselves to be complete hypocrites in life. As former MLB Commissioner A. Bartlett Giamatti—the man who banned Pete Rose for life—one said, “[L]eadership … is an essentially moral act, not—as in most management—an essentially protective act. It is the assertion of a vision, not simply the exercise of a style …” Clearly, baseball fans in San Francisco have no style at all.

In the end, we repeat the conclusion the Giants and their fans have no morality whatsoever, to continue celebrating the lowest of the low in MLB history, and the local media—the same group that uncovered the BALCO scandal two decades ago—just lets it happen without any objection, because they too have to put food on the table, we guess, at the expense of their professional dignity and responsibility to report the facts. Sad.

We maintain that human beings need to be better than this. But maybe we’re not, and this is just reality now.

[Our disclaimer: our family held Giants season tickets from the 1960s onward, but we ourselves disassociated ourselves from the team the moment it signed Bonds, knowing what a first-class jerk he was. And we were right, without ever even imagining he would violate the sport so thoroughly in the future. We always will love our Giants heroes who played the game fairly and honestly through the 1992 season, but everything since the late 1990s has been a lie.]