E-mail this story

Wimps, wussies and W.

SO THERE'S a smoking crater where Don Imus used to sit. That's fine with those of us who never understood the appeal of his grizzled-codger shtick, which always sounded like Rooster Cogburn reading "The Turner Diaries" anyway.

By Mark Dery

May 3, 2007

Send to (as many as 50 e-mail addresses, separated by commas):

Send me a copy.

From:

200 characters remaining