Today I defend John Derringer against a frustrated woman named Rosie DiManno who writes for the Toronto Star.
Rosie wrote a vicious piece about Derringer in Saturday's Star, her reaction to a lawsuit that's been launched against Derringer and his employers Corus entertainment.
I'm not going to go over it piece by piece because I can't be bothered. I'd rather you read it and them come back and get my opinion, which is this.
DiManno has it out for radio people, always has, and I guess as long as she's not good enough to suck off the radio tit like so many of her newspaper colleagues, she always will. Then again, maybe it's something else. Maybe she's jealous of the money high profile radio people make. Or maybe it bothers her that her industry is crumbling around her.
Rosie's piece isn't so much a defense of Domi as it is an attack on Derringer and her argument is so hypocritical it's sickening. She wonders how a man's alleged adultery makes him fair game for unsubstantiated inferences of charitable venality.
Well I wondered the same thing back on June 1, 2001 when MOJO radio's format made the radio station fair game for DiManno's unsubstantiated, wild and ridiculous connection to child molesters.
I'll tell you the day that column was printed I would have paid to see a few MOJO models kick the snot out of DiManno because I worked there, and so did Derringer. But more than anything what bothers me about DiManno's Saturday column is when she claims John is no reporter, just an "air head."
Air head? She writes a whole column in defense of Tie Domi of all people, almost worshiping at his gnarly feet while overlooking all the pain he's caused his family and she calls Derringer an airhead?
Really Rosie, who's the "airhead.?"