Watching Celebrities Self-destruct
Given that Mr. Imus spent part of last week describing the student athletes at Rutgers as “nappy-headed ho’s,” you might think he’d have trouble booking anyone, let alone A-list establishment names. But Mr. Imus, who has been given a pass for this sort of comment in the past, also generously provides airtime to those parts of the news media and political apparatus that would generally be expected to bring him to account.
Imus was once quoted as saying, “My goal is to goad people into saying something that ruins their life.”
He may well have been hoist by his own petard at last.
Don Imus spent yesterday in full-grovel mode, even going so far as to appear on Al Sharpton’s talk show to apologize. As MSNBC’s Tucker Carlson said, “He’s an old man desperately trying to keep his job.”
Last night NBC gave Brian Williams the scoop for his “Nightly News” that Imus has been suspended for two weeks starting this coming Monday by MSNBC and the CBS Radio Network.
My bet: If you were to stick a fork into the I-Man, you would find that he’s done.
Yet, in the back of my brain is the refrain of the 1893 Henry S. Miller children’s song performed with such charm by the late Cisco Houston:
But the cat came back the very next day,
The cat came back, we thought he was a goner.
But the cat came back; it just couldn’t stay away.
Away, away, yea, yea, yea!
P.S. Last week, Jack Valenti, 85, suffered a stroke and is in Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore. The family reported “that the doctors are encouraged by his progress.” I, for one—and I am sure all readers—wish this estimable gentleman a speedy and full recovery.