Oh, that Curt Schilling. If he didn’t exist, someone would have to create him specifically for this time in our cultural history.
Has there been a more perfect match than this: the man who cannot stop himself from sharing his most recent repulsive opinion and the gift of a vast technological receptacle that can gather his thoughts and disseminate them to every single one of us?
Had Schilling been born 30 years earlier, he would have been relegated to rants over his cereal bowl at the breakfast table, his audience the very few people on Earth who share his last name. Lucky for them, they could have gotten up and left for school or work.
Now, using the megaphone that is part of everyone’s internet package, dear sweet Curt can reach all of us, whether we want to hear it or not.
I think we can safely say that most of us lean toward “or not.” Even if you agree with his longings for a time that doesn’t exist anymore in this country — thoughts that I and many others find appalling, insensitive, nasty and/or downright immature, depending on his subject — Schilling has a day job, and that’s as a baseball announcer.
So here’s my question: Why does a cable television baseball analyst believe anyone wants to hear anything he has to say beyond what’s up with someone’s slider?
And, the logical corollary: Why does he still have a job as a cable television baseball analyst?