Sinbad Not-the-Salior

I decided I don't want to be Sinbad (neither the entertainer nor the sailor.)

I have nothing against the guy. He had one hell of a career – especially in the nineties. He was in a hit TV show (‘A Different World’) and he did movies (‘Houseguest’ upstaging the late great Phil Hartman) but by the turn of the century things turned mediocre and I'm not sure why.

There are two types of people in this world – those who like Sinbad and those who don’t. There’s no in-between. In 2004, Comedy Central named Sinbad one of the top-100 comedians of all time. Two years later, Maxim magazine named him the worst comedian of all time.

He made another top-ten list too – top ten tax offenders in California owing Uncle Sam over 2.5 million dollars leading him to bankruptcy and Celebrity Apprentice (where he was fired in the second show.)

I have nothing against the man. But there was never a time in my life when I said "Oh. It stars Sinbad! Let's watch that!" Of course I would imagine he might say the same of me.

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