I put off watching this because nothing pains a libertarian heart as deeply as racial hatred. We judge people by their actions, not their genes. Jackie Robinson endured a shitload of hatred. The film didn’t shy away from that, and I was squirming at times, but it’s worth the trip. He wasn’t on the Dodgers because of affirmative action or a quota system. The guy was a freakin’ phenom. After his first season, managers started looking for “the next Jackie Robinson,” and the racial barriers dropped like dominoes.