Gotta love Don Imus and the battle to control his racist urges.  After getting fired last year for his “nappy-headed hos” comment when referring to the Rutgers women’s basketball team, his latest Freudian slip involved the athlete formerly known as Pacman Jones (now it’s just Adam or Mr. Jones, thank you).

There are two things that I find interesting/borderline hilarious about this.  First, Imus is clearly a bigot and there’s no getting around that.  I for one am totally confused as to how this guy continues to find employment as a radio host.  Not only is he simply maladjusted on a social level (i.e. can’t play nice with others), but his show might be the most boring event to grace the airways, which is saying something.  Second, Imus’ comment was relatively innocuous, all things considered, which led me to chuckle when I read Jones’ wounded duck response:

I’m truly upset about the comments. Obviously Mr. Imus has problems with African-Americans. I’m upset, and I hope the station he works for handles it accordingly. I will pray for him.

I mean, come on!  Oy with the sensitivity!  Who cares what that douchebag Imus thinks or says anyway?  This provides a nice microcosm of what has come to define the state of social affairs in the U.S., where people are forced to walk on eggshells for fear of offending someone with even the slightest insinuation, intentional or not.  I truly wish we would spend less time being offended in our country and more time being productive.  It really is amazing how often people get their feelings hurt and waste hours of airtime playing up the supposed slight in an attempt to appeal to the offended in all of us.  Seriously, there are bigger problems in the world, the magnitude of which make our lame little umbrages pale in comparison.  Sticks and stones….