Imus No Moaning

I don't like much the piranha culture by which we have it decided for us who will take the falls and who will fell.

That being said, I have little to no sympathy for Don Imus and his radio ilk. The advertisers ran from him like a school of scared fish, and that was it.

He's a fine example of a New Mexican rancher--with a little-more-than-average misanthropic weirdness--who offers some solace for kids with cancer. He can go back to that, and do his show on a smaller scale if anyone wants to go on it, or make a syndicated column. I could care less.

Frankly, I don't know where Al Sharpton gets the money for his expensive clothes, etc., and that might be his point of vulnerability. He long ago cleaned up his act, which makes him a suitable, if humorless, guest for any talk show, but you can't make a living on that, can you?

I have no use whatsoever for WFAN-type radio, though I do think it would be interesting to track how often people on the shows actually do anticipate things that happen in real life (compared to the percentage of time they get it totally wrong) and then, just who are the ones in the know as opposed to the posers? Maybe somebody is hitting the nail right on the head every time right before our eyes, and nobody notices because who takes it seriously, anyway?