Kevin McHale Went to the Trump Rally. And it is Not Being Well Received.

If, like me, you woke up this morning, got on Twitter and wondered why Kevin McHale is trending – what any former player/executive who now works as studio analyst for TNT and NBA TV could do to move to the top of your timeline short of getting hired as someone’s GM, dying, or going on an interstate killing spree – then look no further. McHale got caught in the one place from which no traveler has yet returned: A Trump Rally. And Twitter, for its part, will have none of it.

Kevin McHale walked into that section of stands behind the POTUS and right into the crosshairs of Twitter’s outrage. And by mid-morning he’s already been through at least six of the nine circles of Internet Hell. It actually might have gone better for him if he did skip the MAGA rally and go state to state leaving a string of dead bodies behind. It started, as these things always do with just the general Fuck Yous:

Followed by the obligatory demands he never be allowed to earn a living again:

As expected, the target area was expanded to include Mrs. McHale and her Tweets:

The predictable but always entertaining Wikipedia edit, the 21st century’s version of graffiti:

And it just wouldn’t be 2018 if we didn’t attach every evil in society to a guy who talks about a sport on TV. And his wife:

And there you have it. The age we live in, in a nutshell. If you needed proof of how deep the schism is in the country right now, here it is. Proof positive. I think I saw where Trump has a 48 percent favorable rating. And he came within a few thousand votes of winning Minnesota in 2016. But the people who hate him, really really hate him. To the point where if a famous person shows up to hear him talk, unholy Hellfire will rain down from the skies and you risk losing your job and your Hall of Fame reputation.

Not that I’m taking sides, mind you. Other than to say Kevin McHale is one of my ten favorite Boston athletes of all time. The mastermind of not only some of the best moments of my misspent youth (hellooo, Kurt Rambis clothesline) but also the Kevin Garnett trade. And while I’m not sure, something about the way he’s handled himself at all levels of a predominantly minority league for the past 35 years tells me he’s probably not a neo-Nazi who gets off on tearing babies out of their mother’s arms like the concentration camp officer in Sophie’s Choice. Just my guess.

But what do I know? I’m just here to watch the world burn. And burning it is. When it’s this ugly, I don’t know how we come back from this. Other than to throw our hands up, declare that 250 or so years is a pretty good run for a constitutional democracy but it’s not working out. Call England and see if we can move back in, because we clearly can’t make it on our own. But until that happens, I’m just going to protect my own corner of the world. And tell who ever said this they can STFU:

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