David Stern needs to go. NOW

This guy's turned into a joke with a bad punch line.

At the risk of incurring the self-righteous wrath of those that object to such words as "bald", "fat", and perhaps "flat" --  known in their world as follicly, nutritionally, or mammarily challenged, I'm saying Stern is short. I won't refer to him as being a midget, dwarf, pee-wee, or sawed-off little runt, because I might get in trouble for that. But you'd think the NBA, a league whose players average somewhere around 6' 6" could have found a guy just a tad taller to be the boss -- ya know? Some people say Stern's 6'1", but only looks small compared to the players when he's standing next to them. I could buy that if those players were somewhere between 8 and 9 feet tall. They're not, and when Stern barely stands above their waist.....  well, do the math.

So OK, I was politically incorrect in mentioning physical attributes, or lack thereof. Feel free to tear me up with comments or email my boss, the sports editor, about what an insensitive jerk I am. Maybe, like Ndahmukong Suh, he'll give me a 2 week suspension for foul play. Works for me. I could use a break.

Anyway, back to Stern. Isn't this the same guy that, if his and the NBA owners' "final offer" wasn't accepted by the NBA players' union, stated a "nuclear winter" would surely come upon us?

Living in Michigan, I always thought, hell, this is old news. It's already happened.

Consider:

People have fled the state in droves for a better climate, business or otherwise. The Big 3 automakers, what's left of them, and once the driving force of Michigan, have slashed their hourly wages in half. Unemployment remains at near record highs. If one's lucky enough to get a job, ANY job, chances are one's eyes and ears will resemble those of Helen Keller, and one's teeth those of the mountain men in the movie Deliverance, while praying some sort of medical coverage may eventually come their way. Crime's running rampant, people are having to choose between needed medicine and food, and our legislators and governor (ever hear of a poor politician? -- not me) have decided, in their infinite wisdom, to tax the elderly people on fixed incomes, rather than themselves.

So bring on the nuclear winter, Mr. Stern. Some of us in Michigan will take our chances. At least radiation brings a little heat. Maybe it will cut down on our gas and electric bills that are skyrocketing when common folks can least afford it.

We don't have much to lose any more.

And if you get a chance, throw a few gamma rays the Pistons' way.

Couldn't hurt.

Oh yeah. One more thing. The NBA assumed ownership of the New Orleans Hornets a while back. Maybe that had to do with the former owner(s) making bad business decisions, or not being able to find a buyer in the end. I don't know. Presumably, NBA ownership consists of all the other owners in a joint venture, along with the league office.

So, when the Hornets put together a trade involving All-Star guard Chris Paul, one would logically assume the powers that be in the NBA offered this up in the first place. Then somehow those same powers vetoed their own trade. How could that be?

I smell David Stern again. He wants to cancel everything except his own salary.

For the good of the game, for the good of the owners, for the good of the players, for the good of the fans, and even for the good of common sense -- he needs to go. NOW