Los Angeles Lakers’ Ron Artest: “Tru ‘Princess’ Warier”

Amid an age in which the Internet has engendered Facebook friends and 140-character communication called tweets, you would think that grown men would still act like, well, grown men.

Especially someone who grew up in New York's Queensbridge Projects, the largest public housing development in North America.

Who saw his home go up in flames at an early age.

Who lived among 12 people in a two-bedroom apartment.

Who was raised in a neighborhood so rough that he claims to have witnessed murder on a basketball court.

And who has since been judged and jailed, shunned and shuffled, pounded and punished.

You would think these experiences would produce a person so mentally stout that it would take a near-death disaster to stagger his psyche, if it's at all possible.

You would also think I am talking about a bum who boasts a slab of cardboard that reads, "Obama ain't the only one who wants change."

Or a delinquent drug dealer.

Or heck, even the troubled Lawrence Taylor.

But brace yourself, because instead I am recounting the thin-skinned, strikingly-sensitive Ron Artest.

Yes, the same Ron Artest who wanted to go fisticuffs with a Detroit fan who poured a drink on his face during a 2004 Pistons-Pacers game, for which the NBA suspended Artest 73 games plus the playoffs, the longest non-drug or betting related suspension in league history.

On Thursday night, Artest apparently posted various tweets criticizing Los Angeles Lakers coach Phil Jackson —tweets that came after the Lakers took a 2-0 advantage in the Western Conference semifinals.

Instead of approaching his coach about his complaints, Artest hid behind the text of Twitter, like a 12-year-old girl hides behind AOL Instant Messenger to end a relationship she never really wanted to be a part of in the first place.

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