Trainwrecks A' Plenty

This has been a busy week. Let's start at the beginning shall we?


Crystal Gayle Mangum - Infamously known for accusing three members of the Duke University Lacrosse team of raping her. This is one of those cases that everyone knows is a farce almost immediately, but no one wants to say it and risk sounding harsh or uncaring. The charges against the three men were finally dropped yesterday. Immediately afterward, the stripper's name and picture were plastered across mainstream media television. That wikipedia picture of her is horrible; surely there's a better picture of her somewhere. But if I had gotten to see that photo from the moment these allegations were first brought to life, I could have told you immediately how the rape situation actually went down.

Mike Nifong - After months of race-baiting, and going after the three young men mentioned above with no evidence to support his case, not to mention hiding actual evidence that was damning to the prosecution, the North Carolina District Attorney finally gave up and removed himself from the case. After the NC Attorney General announced that the charges were dropped yesterday, Mike Nifong stepped forward this afternoon with an apology to the Lacrosse players.

Don Imus - Don, Don, Don...come on now. What on EARTH were you thinking? No, you don't have to be a politician to get raked over the coals for misogynistic, racially charged insults. I have a separate post coming tomorrow about Don Imus. CBS fired him today as a result of the outcry that captured headlines.

Howard K. Stern - Well, he had hoped that he could intimidate everyone into just giving up and going away while he gained sole custody of Baby Dannielynn Money Bags Nicole Smith, as I call her. He was all "lawyery" ( a word I made up) and was pretty convincing until everyone saw a picture of Dannielynn for the first time. She is Larry Birkhead with a smaller body. The announcement on Tuesday that he is the father came as no surprise. I hate to be crude, but does anyone want to start countdown clock ticking down until the moment someone finds Larry Birkhead keeled over on a sofa at Starbucks, or something, from an accidental overdose? Just sayin'.