Steroidal Immunity
Mood:  incredulous
Now Playing: Pink Floyd - A Momentary Lapse of Reason
I guess I must be stupid. Really, really dumb.

As you know the feds have stepped in to investigate Major League Baseball as it apparently wasn't policing itself to their satisfaction.

Enter the cheese weasel of all time: Jose Canseco--the man who put Velveeta in cheese. The has been who is still harboring illusions of grandeur.

This man stands to make a fortune from the claims he makes of his own, and others', rampant steroid use in his best selling book, further fueling the wildfire sale of the book and lining his pockets with profit.

How then, when he asks for immunity for his testimony on steroid use and is turned down, does he then state that he will claim his Fifth Amendment rights and not answer any questions so that he doesn't incriminate himself? H-E-L-L-O! If you have published a book detailing the purported abuse, you have already incriminated yourself in public record. As Bugs would say "What a maroon!"

**On a side note, I will never forget the 1989 World Series when the Oakland As played the San Francisco Giants in the Battle of the Bay series. For those of you who don?t remember, there was an earthquake during Game 3. I will NEVER forget the vision of Jose Canseco?s wife Esther (as opposed to his second wife Jessica, the Hooter?s girl) running in a panic across the infield in her screaming red slinky evening dress and fur (at a day game mind you). When a reporter grabbed her and asked her where she was going she replied ?I?m going back to Florida?. I laughed so hard I cried. She was the epitome of the caricature of the 1940s gangster ?moll? down to her horrible high pitched, squeeky Jersey accent. ?I?m going back to Florida? was pronounced ?I yam goin? beck to Fla-ri-da?. It was hilarious. Another testament to his utter cheesiness?