Sunday Night Rambling

So...Don Imus is out of a job and MLB put on an ostentatious celebration of Jack Robinson breaking the color barrier. Based on how much media coverage these events received, I can only assume this means that racism in America is now dead, right? Whew, that's a relief. Now we can move on to some of the other problems in our world. Like accelerating global warming so we won't have to deal with six rainouts on a Sunday in the middle of April. C'mon baseball fans of the Atlantic coast- either start driving your SUVs more or be prepared to be forced to watch your teams play in domed stadiums. The choice is yours.

Don't get me wrong, I certainly agree that Robinson's achievements are worthy of celebration, and I was genuinely moved by Ken Griffey Jr's request to wear #42 today. But the domino effect of that request has been for MLB to respond with a series of self-aggrandizing gestures. From my perspective, the focus was shifted away from the struggles and perseverance of Mr. Jack Roosevelt Robinson and instead a spotlight was put on the benevolent people behind MLB and their outreach toward the African-American player. I expect to see Bud Selig wearing a sling tomorrow to help him recuperate from patting himself on the back so much this weekend. But maybe I'm just being too cynical. It wouldn't be the first time.