Delivering the envelope

I remember the early morning rush to work back in my Remington days in Bridgeport, CT. There was an unusual place along the way where five streets came together not far from the office. One light controlled everything and people were not always the most patient if you lolly-gagged when it was your time to blast though and pick a lane. This was the land of the "horn of plenty."

There was one memorable time where the traffic was backed up as usual, and the light went through one entire cycle without anyone going postal. Nobody honked! There was a reason. Don Imus was telling a joke.

He was the can't miss rage of morning radio. I know because I was listening to him and when he finished, I was howling and so was every other driver I could see. He was the water cooler king in those days.

Frankly, I was amazed with all of the latest. I thought he had moved on to wherever big mouths retire. Becka has taken notice on KFAB and I imagine every "shock-jock" in the country see numbered days ahead.

That was a sad comment about some kids that came out of nowhere and made it to the top of female basketball. Good for them! It's a shame the memory will carry this baggage with it.

It's a shame the black community will move on and take its baggage with it. There, I said it. Take note Snoop. I doubt you would give a *____*. That's the only thing we have it common, pal.

The black community always defends the right to call others in the black community degrading names. When you watch interviews with folks like Snoop, it becomes clear that when he says *N________* and *H__* and *YO B_____* it means something totally different that when Imus says it or any white person says it. Well Snoop and the gang, here is a word we can all use...hypocrite. That one works in any culture. I can't imagine any black dad who loves his daughter not wanting to punch some of these money-grubbing rappers in their loud mouths.

The Rev. Al Sharpton says he is going after them. 'Bout time Al. Hip Hop might be entertaining to some but it's exploitative to most. The streets are full of kids with baggy clothes in expensive sneakers trying to look "hard" as they take their walks to nowhere.

Imus may have accomplished something here that may be the crown jewel of his long shock-jock career. This time, he didn't push the envelope, he may have delivered it. He may have put the spotlight of change on the ugly, degrading mouth regardless of what color it is.

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