Nobody has known where his head is at for a long time, so hearing the rest of him has gone missing doesn't surprise me in the least.
Open note to Ron Artest:
Hey, RonRonMcBillBill? Do me a tremendous favor. STAY LOST!
The play is over, the curtain has come down and the audience has left the theater. NO ONE is interested in your blatherings any longer. You have embarrassed and dismayed the most loyal fan base in the NBA. I hope you're proud of yourself.
And yes, I know you'll be all surprised and defensive if/when you read this. I don't care. You had every chance in the world to just shut up and play but you continue to take your traveling circus on the road to whatever venue will give you air time.
There are a lot of players whose lives aren't perfect, who have problems off the court, who feel misunderstood. Most of them, however, find a better way to deal with those problems than making public spectacles of themselves. And yes, it's YOUR fault. You're the one continually reaching out to the media, going on local radio shows, texting reporters, ignoring the advice of your agent, etc.
Our Sacramento Kings will survive after you're gone, and probably quite nicely. I feel sorry, though, for all those fans who desperately wanted to believe in you, to support you and cheer you on. You have let every single youngster who bought your jersey down - again. The fans in Indiana and Sacramento could form a support group of loyal sports followers who have had their heart broken by the same NBA "professional."
Find another fan base to feed your ego. The fans here are, for the most part, finished.