Michelle Malkin reports that at KTNV TV, Las Vegas weatherman Rob Blair was fired for using an apparent racial slur in reference to Martin Luther King during a Saturday forecast. Evidently the weatherman uttered the phrase, Martin Luther Coon King, Jr. while mentioning King and today's national holiday.
Blair has no known family and lives alone with his pet Rocky, who was adopted from a local distressed animal shelter three years a ago - both are pictured at right in a recent press photo taken at KTNV. "This is devastating", said a friend, "the two are virtually inseparable and I just can't imagine poor Rocky fending for himself out on the streets again, after all these years."
So you can get fired for calling a spade a spade? Even on James Earl Ray day? Ya know, there are a lot of black Americans I admire and think deserve national recognition. The plagiarist, adulterer, womanizer King, ain't one of 'em.
Posted by: Ron | Tuesday, January 18, 2005 at 02:51 AM
Hey Ron...
Guess what...
YOU ARE AN IDIOT JUST LIKE YOUR BUDDY ROB!!!
Posted by: Rodney | Tuesday, January 18, 2005 at 01:12 PM
Spoken like a true simpleton, sympl10. So, who the hell is Rob?
Posted by: Dan | Tuesday, January 18, 2005 at 01:31 PM
You know, I have some problems with King, too, but none which would justify the use of a racial epithet. And anyway, is this story true?
Posted by: Rhod | Tuesday, January 18, 2005 at 01:33 PM
Rhod - If you mean the weatherman story, yes, it's true - including the word "coon." I didn't make up anything but the picture.
Posted by: Dan | Tuesday, January 18, 2005 at 02:18 PM
No offense, Dan. Sometimes you merge fact with satire and humor, and I wasn't sure with this one.
I wondered who Rob was also, until I realized that the weatherman's name is Rob.
"Coon" is pretty awful, and rates just below the N-word and seems even more dismissive and degrading. Is there an audience for this kind of stuff in Las Vegas?
As an eighteen-year old, I happened to be travelling through DC in 1963 on the train on the August day that King rallied his followers there. I was on my way to USF in Tampa on, I think, the West Coast Champion or Silver Meteor out of Penn Station. One of them; I'm not sure.
The rally over, the train filled to SRO with King protesters on their way South and home. It was unusual to have standing passengers in a passenger car, but that wasn't an ordinary day. From there for the about twenty hours, it was a hot and crowded trip. With all that happened that day, there wasn't a single impolite word or incident between the races, and if that was a preview of the future, it looked pretty good.
Something has gone wrong since then, and I don't know what it is.
Posted by: Rhod | Tuesday, January 18, 2005 at 04:03 PM
Hey Dan!
Reading is fundamental buddy. If you read the story, you'd realize that the weatherman's name is Rob Blair. Hello!! Is anyone home? His name appears in the very first sentence. Do you know what a sentence is?
It now seem that you have become the simpleton.
Posted by: Rodney | Thursday, February 17, 2005 at 12:54 PM
Dan,
My appologies.
A better term would be village idiot.
Posted by: Rodney | Thursday, February 17, 2005 at 12:56 PM