He’s finally gone. Out of here. His
dirty mouth and crude one-liners are a thing of the past. No
more telling young girls to go to school without wearing any
underwear. No more describing what fat women look like when they
go to the bathroom or a play by play of a man getting an enema.
The Sponge, Bubba the Love Sponge to be
more exact, finally soaked up what he deserved: a huge 755-thousand
dollar fine for pretending he was above the rest of us mere mortals
locked into the Puritanical values of the Pilgrims. He was fined for
26 direct incidents of indecency on the radio airwaves dating back
to 2001. FCC commissioner members said the actions were so egregious
that if they occurred even one more time on any of his radio shows
that they would jerk the radio stations licenses.
Now, some two weeks after the fines, Clear
Channel, that huge radio giant, finally severed the ties that bound
its corporation to the image of an overweight, hunched-back slime
ball street tramp. Bubba is gone, in the name of community
standards, and maybe more important, in the name of appeasing the
Federal Communications Commission which has decided to remove the
name “Patsy” from its corner stone. Society has been demanding
accountability from the commission and it finally got it.
My only question is what took you so long?
Bubba has been spewing his filth for years and you, Clear Channel,
didn’t seem to mind it as long as he was number one and racking in
the money. In fact, when Bubba, Todd Clem, dodged a cruelty to
animal charge for a pig slaughtering show he even flaunted his
victory. He reminded me of mobster John Gotti who kept bragging that
no one would every dare put him in jail. They did and he’s dead now.
Of course. Bubba wants you to think that
he’s as innocent as the pure driven snow. He just can’t understand
what all the screaming is about. He’s just repeating the same filth
he hears in circles he runs in. Free speech. Free speech. Sorry
Bubba, it doesn’t work that way. A broadcast license is only given
to a licensee if they agree to abide by a set of rules. No one is
asking you to be a Lawrence Welk or Sister Teresa wanna be. They
just ask you show a little restraint.
You are right, at times there seems to be a
fine line between what’s decent and indecent. But you have to know
in your own heart that you pushed that line so far down people’s
throats that the listeners, specifically, a listener in Jacksonville
got tired of choking on your spittle. He complained and documented
and taped and followed up his complaints with more letters and
demands that the FCC enforce its own rules. It took over three years
but finally commissioners acted.
Whether it was the fear of more fines, the
threat of losing their license, or, as I am hoping, a genuine
commitment to cleaning up their act, Clear Channel finally spoke.
Bubba has been fired with renewed commitments to monitor its other
programming content to more accurately reflect the needs of the
community. Congratulations for making the right choice. Thank you on
behalf of the parents who had no idea what Bubba was telling their
kids every morning in his dirty “young man” sort of way.
It reminded me of a conversation I had
several years ago with one of Bubba’s producers. He came to the TV
station where I worked to look at a taped interview one of our
reporters had done with Bubba.
“Hi, I’m -----------------. (I’ll leave his
name out of it). “Mr. Sponge really admires you and your work in the
community.” To be honest, I was shocked at his comment. I had no
idea Bubba even knew who I was.
“Really?” I said.
“Yes! What do you think of Mr. Sponge’s work?”
Now, I probably should have been polite and returned a compliment or
maybe lied just to be civil. But you have to remember this is the
guy who called my female co-workers “News –hoes” on the air almost
daily. This is the guy who blasphemed my God on a regular basis.
“I think Mr. Sponge is the most repulsive, repugnant piece of
garbage to sit in front of a microphone. I abhor everything he
stands for. I think he’s a radio sexual predator who should be
thrown in jail. And someday he’s going to get what’s due him,” I
said without taking a breath. “Am I making my self clear?”
His producer was frozen. I shock his hand and told him to have a
nice day.
Now, I am not perfect and Bubba is not
Satan. Please forgive me for being so arrogant. I got carried away.
I wish Bubba, or any other of the hundreds of shock-jocks out there
no ill will. But sooner or later so-called “shock-jocks” will be
held accountable for their actions, either by the FCC or by God. You
can’t play in that in between arena, wanting to be a good father or
role model or somebody that young people look up to, which Bubba is,
and then supply the serpent with more poison. Filth and trash has a
way of accumulating on your soul. Bubba used to brag in his own
circles how much money he made at personal appearances and how he
could get any babe he wanted. He has even made pornographic
videotapes with some of his admirers. And, I’m told just a few weeks
ago he even talked about the church he said he was attending.
What??????
Here’s what I’m hoping. I’m hoping Bubba
will see his firing as an opportunity to turn things around. I will
not be his judge. I hope people come into his life who can really
help him find himself in God’s eyes. His life is worth redeeming,
just like all of our lives.
I’m also praying that this Bubba incident
will send a strong message to other shock-jocks around the country.
There is a limit how far you can drag your audience into the gutter
before the slime reaches up and pulls you in, too.
Al Ruechel, Copyright 2004, All
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