Duane "Dog" Chapman's show returns to the A&E Channel, and I can't wait. He should have never been taken off TV in the first place. I didn't get bent out of shape when I heard he'd used the dreaded "N-word" in a secretly taped phone conversation for the same reason I didn't sell my Seinfeld boxed sets when Michael "KKKramer" Richards went on his tirade. Chapman was set up, Kramer was fed up, and we all say crazy stuff when we don't think there will be consequences.
With KKKRamer and Chapman, I didn't get any information I didn't already have: the fact that two old white men don't hold any special place for black people in their hearts doesn't anger me. The fact that they were caught was sad, hard, but fair. They should have apologized to the targets of these tirades—once!—and kept it moving. But like Don Imus and Bill Clinton, these cats found themselves at the Altar of Black Forgiveness kissing the Rev. Jesse Jackson's ring, and that was a mistake. It stinks, because you and I know that you can't get a blessing without an offering in any church, at any altar. And while I can't be sure of this, I suspect Al Sharpton or Jesse Jackson don't cosign apologies out of the goodne$$ of their heart$.
It's been said that I'm too easy on matters like this, but Dog Chapman was in the heat of a family argument, and should have been given a pass. Not because it's ever OK to use racial epithets, but like I said, we've all had choice words to say about our People when they tick us off, and they are not the kinds of words we would ever want on tape.
What, you haven' said something harsh to an in-law, relation or spouse that you wouldn't wanna have to answer to?
C'mon.
