If WWE Was Being Honest About Brock Lesnar
WWE doesn’t magically get better when Brock Lesnar leaves. He is the most severe symptom of a disease. But, if WWE was being honest about Brock Lesnar, Vince would realise that he is a potent cocktail of his many vices: he is a mainstream-adjacent monster and expert facilitator of trolling. He is a shortcut to a rating when the short cuts never converge into anything meaningful—just more antagonistic chaos people, increasingly, do not give a sh*t about.
If Brock Lesnar leaves WWE, and Vince can no longer rely on the bullsh*t meta heat shortcut he provides, he faces no choice but to rely on his full-time roster. Maybe there’s another Bryan, in Lesnar’s wake, whom Vince might afford the success that comes with agency.
Without Brock Lesnar “ruining” WWE, WWE stands little chance of improving on a consistent, meaningful basis. But we’ve seen it. We’ve seen it even in 2019. With Brock Lesnar, the company stands no f*cking chance whatsoever.
This next bit is disgusting, but is framed in a manner Vince McMahon can understand.
Vince has his kinks. They mostly involve sh*t and farts, but they also involve Brock Lesnar. WWE without Brock is a fart: embarrassing, but the stench passes, following which there is room to breathe. WWE with Brock Lesnar is the sh*ts: a foul odour from which there is no escape. Too many performers have sh*t themselves in Brock’s vicinity, and they might always be the guy who sh*t their pants.
Perhaps that is worth conflating, after all.