Beauty and the Bong. Cont'd.

Wow. That bump-bump you just heard was Michael Phelps getting thrown under a bus. First he got bounced from his endorsement deal with Kellogg ("Michael's most recent behavior is not consistent with the image of Kellogg," company spokeswoman Susanne Norwitz said) (which seems exactly wrong to me -- what do potheads like more than Froot Loops?). Then he got suspended from swimming competitions. Check the reasoning:

"This is not a situation where any anti-doping rule was violated, but we decided to send a strong message to Michael because he disappointed so many people."

It's amazing how quickly we'll trash our heroes. Wasn't this the guy the whole country was in love with six months ago?

When Superman got a blast of red Kryptonite and developed a psychotic alternate personality and vaporized a planet with his heat vision, did we abandon him? No!

When President Obama failed to thoroughly vet Tom Daschle, did we drop our support? No!

The Phelps Fiasco should similarly have gone no farther than "I'm sorry" and "it's OK, we still want to make out with you."