Vick's stunningly stupid moral breakdown with respect to dogs is certainly related to the culture of the world he grew up in, which he says fully embraced dogfighting.
But it's also related to the household he grew up in.
I don't just mean that sort of football where you have to count to four-Mississippi before you can rush the quarterback, nearly everything breaks down and it's all great fun. Vick's style reminds me of Allen Iverson -- the speed, the court sense, the sharp cuts, the dekes, the swag.
I'm not saying that a black QB who stands in the pocket ain't playing black.
Too many are left to define manhood on their own, so they gravitate toward the most charismatic and inspiring men in their world.
Sometimes those men are gritty local sports coaches who teach them the value of hard work, but sometimes they're ghetto celebrities who are unsavory role models with bad habits.
Either way, at some point in Vick's youth, his father became estranged from the family.
This breakdown of Vick's paternal relationship is a pattern that's all too common among black men of his generation.
Boddie admitted to The Washington Post that he was a cocaine user and had been high and drunk around young Vick.
This is not to say there aren't insights to be gained from hypotheticals.