Thanks to Dave Gionfrido for unearthing the above YouToob clip, otherwise Shultz’ legacy might be limited to deafening John Stossel.  As is, this piece of cinema vérité is remarkable on multiple levels.  Given the old WWF’s penchant for employing wife beaters and tolerating the abuse of children, there’s something especially creepy about Shultz’ threats of domestic violence being played for laughs.  The most disturbing part of this, however, is that despite being unable to afford proper trousers, Shultz lives in a house larger than mine.