In the wake of his on-air rant where he — among other things — insulted Scott Brown and whined like a baby, critics are demanding Keith Olbermann offer an apology to the Senate-elect from Massachusetts.

But not me.

I’m tired of athletes, politicians and “celebrities” like Olbermann apologizing just to placate the masses. They aren’t sorry. There is no contrition. They don’t mean a word of it.

Olberman said what he said because he believes it. He acted like a donkey’s rear end because he is a donkey’s rear end. Why should he deny who he is and what he thinks just because the masses dictate he do so?

No, an insincere apology is pointless. However, thankfully, I do have an alternative solution.

I say we lock Keith Olbermann in an elevator with Tiger Woods, John Edwards, a giant bottle of Tequila and some sensual music playing in the background.

Twenty-four hours later, when Olbermann is vowing never to act like a spoiled baby ever again, we’ll know he’s being sincere.

Too severe? Heck, if I had my way I’d put a starving lion in the elevator, too.