Butt out, Michael Powell!

Butt out, Michael Powell!

: Arrrrggghhh.

Michael Powell, chief censor, opens his yap about the lame Desperate Housewives promo on Monday Night Football that — mind you — showed nothing more risque than a woman’s back. He said:

“First of all, as a legal matter, whether it’s a problem is yet to be determined. We only respond to complaints and evaluate them fairly and make a decision,” Powell said in an interview with CNBC.

“But I think it’s very disappointing. I wonder if Walt Disney would be proud,” Powell added.

Nowhere in the Constitution or in the charter of the FCC does it say there should be a role for a Chief Federal Entertainment Critic. Who gives a damn if you think it’s disappointing? Who gives a damn what you think a corpse would think about this?

This reveals exactly what is wrong here: Powell thinks he has a role in dictating what content — that is, speech — should be allowed in this country.

Reread the Constitution, will you, Michael? It’s none of your damned business.