
By now you may have heard that long-time radio shock jock, Don Imus, is “fighting for his job” after some not so flattering comments leveled at a Rutgers female sporting team. He called the basketball team a bunch of “nappy headed ho’s”. This is not the first time that Imus has placed his foot in his mouth and then offered contrition. Of course, the regular cadre of foul criers, Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson are creaming for blood.
Imus has made a long living by being provocative, insulting, crass, and smarmy on the radio. And he has been battling his rival, Howard Stern, for decades. Howard does the same thing, except he found a way to escape FCC regulation by bailing out to the satellite delivery method. But in the end, what is all the fuss about? The particular brand of entertainment belched by Imus and his ilk appeals to a certain population. Just like other radio formats have appeal to other demographics. Being politically correct can be taken too far, especially when folks eliminate any form of humor from their lives. Have a look at Bill Cosby’s classic routines. In today’s climate he would be branded as unfeeling and unsensitive to the needs of children.
In regard to Imus, Julian Bond, chairman of the NAACP board of directors, said it is “past time his employers took him off the air. As long as an audience is attracted to his bigotry and politicians and pundits tolerate his racism and chauvinism to promote themselves, Don Imus will continue to be a serial apologist for prejudice,” Bond said.
Bond is wrong. Imus is not a an apologist for prejudice. He’s an entertainer that spouts stuff that a lot of folks find amusing. If we ban all speech that might offend, we will wind up with only the most boring milke toast effluent coming out of all mouths. No offense, but no individulaism, no opinion, no shades of gray. Pity.