What goes around comes around, as they say. Don Imus is out. Gone. I never really cared for the guy or his humor, but then I never really listened much to him, as he didn’t have an affiliate here in the Bay Area that I am aware of.

He goes off and insults some gals on a hoops team because they have tattoos. He loses his job. Marv Albert bites a gal, loses his toupee and gets canned. He is back, in case you haven’t noticed, doing Knicks’ games and NBA work.

Mancow gets his hair cut on the Bay Bridge, and gets canned. He’s back, in case you haven’t noticed, with a syndicated show.

Howard Stern insults the entire free world and every group in it, and gets canned from half the radio stations on the east coast. He never really went away.

Jesse Jackson makes a Jewish slur and repents for having a lovechild and mistress. He is back on the camera when ever there is someone there to give him face time.

Al Sharpton was sued and lost a slander case when he smeared the accused in a high-profile case some years back. He also never went away.

Point: Imus will go into rehab, or do a Michael (Kramer) Richards and look like a puppy with his tail between his legs in a public flogging. He will then disappear to some faraway place like Tahiti and find God. The after he falls off the radar he will write a tell-all book on his addictions (pick one) and be on the cover of People. He will say how close he was to suicide and be linked to Dr. Kevorkian, go to Jenny Craig and Betty Ford. Then, after being on the cover of The Enquirer looking like a corpse, the general public will feel he has truly hit rock bottom and let him back in the party.

Moral of the story? I’m not sure.

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