The Champ of all Half-wits

You can say what you want about Rick Schroder - a one-time fairly well-known actor who was in the remake of "The Champ" as a little kid, wound up on "Silver Spoons" and "NYPD Blue," and was last seen playing Dolly Parton's father in two TV movies about Dolly's childhood - but you can't claim that he is still famous. Most people wouldn't know who in the hall he is.

At 51, Schroder has become one of "those people" who decide to lambast people who work at stores and restaurants over things those harried employees do not control. Over the weekend, he was able to find time in his busy schedule of not being an actor any more to make a trip to Costco in Los Angeles.

Now, the California law still requires people who work and shop there to wear masks, so even though the CDC said last week that it’s safe for fully vaccinated people to skip face-coverings inside, that law still supersedes what the CDC says. If you watch the video, you will see an extraordinarily patient front-end manager named Jason explaining to the washed-up thespian why he needs to cover the face that no one recognizes anymore anyway.

That's not good enough for this Schroder, who was last in the headlines for ponying up $150,000 to bail out Kyle Rittenhouse, the irritating child from Illinois who got his mommy to drive him to Wisconsin so he could shoot protesters. 

When his complaints about how the government has ruined his life fall on deaf ears, Schroder demands a refund on his membership dues, which gives him maybe $50 to work with when he goes to stock up on Alka-Seltzer, peanut butter, and books that will be turned into movies that won't have Rick Schroder in the cast.

He then urges all of California to renounce their Costco memberships, as people continue to mill past him to shop, grateful to be freed of the sound of his voice.

Rick, left, and the poor man who had to endure his stupidity on the right.

I urge everyone to take a look around at themselves - "take stock," as my parents used to exhort me to do. If you find that you are the sort of person who takes time to argue with people who are manning the front door at a warehouse store, if you're the guy who demands free stuff and extra service and imported soy milk instead of half-and-half, if you're "that guy" who won't let a cashier scan your food so that laser beams don't befoul your yogurt, if you pull up at Jittery Joe's Java Hut and ask for a "hot iced coffee," maybe it's time to change before you become a tool the size of Rick Schroder.