An athlete is usually the last person one wants to hear blather their opinions on politics or social values, but Schilling, who in the broadcast booth as baseball color commentator, talks so much and so effusively and often goes on so long he reminds one of certain people who keep on yapping away long after they’ve made their point simply because they have lost control of their STOP button and merely love to hear their own voice. Evidently some quirky defect in their DNA propels them to go on and on until their audience wants to throw up their hands as a stop sign and yell out, “PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SHUT THE FUCK UP!!”
And sooner or later they put their foot in their mouth big time—thoughtlessly.
This is Schilling, a person of strict conservative values who had already been suspended once by ESPN for his ugly opinions and this time took it to new lengths on facebook by reposting an overweight man wearing a long blond wig and revealing women’s clothing and including the phrase: “Let him in! To the restroom with your daughter or else you’re a narrow minded, judgmental, unloving racist bigot who needs to die!”
I don’t know if Schilling is unloving, but the rest of the quote sounds like him. Like a lot of terrified conservatives, Schilling fears a transgender slithering into a women’s restroom to peak at his daughter. Transgender people cannot be humans frustrated with their sexual proclivities or hormones who feel tragically uncomfortable with their sex, but instead freaks and creeps on the prowl, ungodly predators who withstand the traumatic and painful ordeal of a sex change operation not to be happy and fulfilled as people, but instead spend their entire lives hanging around women’s restrooms to peak at asses and pussies and penises.
Schilling, as well as a nonstop blabber mouth, is extremely obnoxious, unlikable, pompous, a know-it-all, a bit of a demagogue, and, if he wants to enter the conservative culture war, would fit in perfectly with the Ted Cruz presidential campaign. Like Ted, he just cannot shut up and loves the sound of his own voice, and also, like Ted, because he is a famous celebrity, he has a platform to exude the ugliest, most poisonous xenophobic intolerance of a certain pocket of America that is generally about hating.
Also, like Ted, somebody should remind him as he rails against former men using women’s rooms that the reason they had a sex change is because they have no interest in women, or at looking at them, are only attracted to men, just as former women have absolutely no interest in men and feel very comfortable peeing beside a dude at an airport with their new sex organ.
Although Curt Schilling, who joined the pro war bandwagon in Iraq with other bonehead baseball players like Roger Clemens, is not stupid, when he talks he is stupid. At one time, as a teenager, I was told by a very savvy adult that I talked too much and had little to say worth listening to, and furthermore I should spend at least a week totally mute, and try to muzzle the urge to blurt out my opinions and inanities, and for once in my life just listen! Try and experience what it’s like to listen to others, so as to decipher what is valuable and what is nonsense and bullshit, and in the end perhaps gain some knowledge and insight into people and sense how they felt in their shoes, and why they said what they did.
I tried it for about eight hours and it worked, but, like any teenager, I had a tough time not wanting to horn in and give my two cents when somebody else was speaking. Over the years I learned somewhat to halt this habit, but one gets the idea that Curt Schilling never has, that he is so gorged with self-righteous anger and intolerance that he is blind to his own ignorance and insensitivity and sees life through a prism that involves only his likes and dislikes, what involves his family and his morbid fear that some transgender person is peering at his daughter.
Now that Schilling has probably been permanently expelled from the baseball media, he will have to find new venues to shoot off his mouth, besides facebook and other areas to tweet and twitter. Perhaps he should join the long lethal line of right wing talk radio haters. Oozing with self-confidence and fearless in his fear mongering, absolutely positive he is always right, he can be the jock version of the Glenn Beck’s, the Michael Savage’s, the Mark Levin’s, and spew his miserable toxic bilge into the already contaminated atmosphere and even jump on the bandwagon of either Donald Trump or Ted Cruz as they fight for the republican nomination in Cleveland this summer.
With a mouth like yours, Curt, you belong beside Ted Cruz as you patrol male and female restrooms in America and report the gagging reality that what both of you probably will find is a whole bunch of Larry Craig’s.