Last night I crashed on the couch, kids sound asleep, planning to space out in front of the Major League All-Star Game. I got waylaid by Frontline’s episode on “The Norfolk Four,” a riveting, harrowing portrait of individual irrationalities and systemic injustices in a Virginia rape and murder case. If you tend to think of the South as a place where justice goes to die, the episode (“The Confessions”) won’t change your mind. But I wake up today full of gratitude for the tireless, humane work of The Virginia Organizing Project, The Innocence Project, and Appalshop (see especially their documentary films “Up the Ridge” and “The Electricity Fairy”).
I did finally make my way to the game. A random thought as midnight EST drew near: What if you’re a long-suffering Cubs fan who’s also an arch-conservative Catholic? (I am neither.) What to do, in other words, when your ultimate hope rests on a young middle infield of Castro and Darwin? (At least Castro’s middle name is “DeJesus.”)