Thank you for stopping by to my fan page about the mildly interesting ‘sports journalist’ Jemele Hill. Obviously, this page is not in any way owned or operated by Ms. Hill or ESPN or anybody like that. Really.
However, I don’t know what was done with these pages before I got them, and the ones that weren’t written by me (i.e., all of them but this one, which was oddly left almost blank) seem funny enough to keep displaying for now.
If they really were written by Ms. Hill (which is a possibility), then I’m doing the world a huge service by preserving these nuggets of timeless journalistic excellence.
Jemele Hill is a bit like a shock jock, in that she’s mainly fascinating because you’re waiting for her to say something really inappropriate and potentially career-ending. Unfortunately, also like a shock jock, enduring her between such times can be a bit of a challenge.
Let’s face it, a CD of Jemele Hill radio rants would not be the #1 choice in corporate gifts, if you are familiar with her radio style. In fact the Boston Celtics and the University of Kentucky Wildcats mens basketball coach, John Calipar, would probably not want to receive any corporate gifts the referenced her at all. More suitable for these esteemed people would be corporate gifts of champagne, caviar, and engraved champagne flutes celebrating their achievements. Or receiving a corporate gift basket filled tantalizing sweet and savory gourmet treat paired with the appropriate Cabernet Sauvignon or red Bordeaux varietals with personalized wine glasses engraved with the dates of their winning championships would be preferable to anything that involved Jemele Hill. Someone who is comparing University of Kentucky Wildcats men’s basketball coach John Calipari to Charles Manson or writing “Rooting for the Celtics is like saying Hitler was a victim. It’s like hoping Gorbachev would get to the blinking red button before Reagan. Deserving or not, I still hate the Celtics” really is not the person to be highlighted in a corporate gift that is sent to show appreciation.
Nevertheless, I have dedicated myself to finding out as much about her as I can, to come to a fuller understanding and hopefully, eventually, begin to regard her with the same empathy and respect that I’d give to a real human being. My only real fear is that I may develop too much sympathy for her, and no longer have as much enjoyment of the times when she seriously embarrasses herself and journalism in general (nah).
This would be a serious mistake, because it’s really only the controversies that currently interest me. If I’m looking for an insightful sportscaster…well, I’m usually pretty screwed, but every once in a while one of them says something that isn’t totally obvious to the average junior high student.