Reid About It

There is a brewing controversy in the radio industry about whether Sport Illustrated writer Rick Reilly said "the f-bomb" while a guest on ESPN Radio's Dan Patrick Show.

Who cares?

Really. Is there anyone who hasn't heard that word by now? Benedictine Monks who accidentally misthread their prayer beads have been known to utter it. So what's the big deal?

I'm not in favor of it being on TV all the time, that's not what I'm saying. I just think that letting a single four-letter word slip out on occasion is not going to corrupt a child, cause cancer, and let the terrorists win.

And it's a big word, folks. It's a big word because we make it a big word with our paranoia over it. I've always felt that word is the two extremes of society.

"Fuck you" is the single worst thing you can say to somebody. Once you reach that point in the argument, there's nowhere else to go. There's no comeback, no other name you can call someone. After that is said, you either back down or punch them in the face.

Now on the other hand, "fuck me" is probably the best thing you can ever say to anybody. And I hope there's not an explanation required.