Ever since we were children we listened in to CBC radio. It was, and remains to this day, our radio station of choice. While we were still living in Toronto, as adults, we would occasionally tune in to other radio stations like CFRB, but the dial kept itself stuck on CBC. Now, though we still listen to its programs, usually early-morning ones, on line I search out news on the BBC and other resources while my husband listens in to NPR preferentially.

From the very first time I heard radio host Jian Ghomeshi on his "Q" daily program I took an instant dislike to the man. His breezy self-confidence perhaps is what threw me off, though there's nothing inherently wrong with self-assurance. There was something about him that I disliked, and I seldom tuned in to the show. In fact, I'd make haste after listening to the ten o'clock news to turn off the radio rather than hear his voice tinkle "Happy Monday", so I never heard him sign off for the day: "To be continued...".

News of his downfall is surprising, a nasty, ghastly personal predilection for violent sex finally catching up with him. Though I had no idea and wouldn't have been particularly interested in seeing or hearing gossip circulating that seemed to be common knowledge among radio interns assigned to the CBC as part of their professional earning credentials in completion of their courses, little word appeared to have leaked out generally.

And that's quite the comment about just how free men in positions of trust and celebrity must feel, from the infamous Jimmy Savile and those others of his ilk latterly revealed, to the NPR-recognized interview talents of Jian Ghomeshi. Rumours circulated, there were women working on his program who were aggressively sexually persecuted by him who reported to their superiors and they were ignored, one even chastised for her lack of commitment to the program and the CBC.

This is a man fully dedicated to gratifying his sexual urges through the application of sadistic treatment of women unaware of his penchant to inflict pain on sexual partners, only to find themselves victimized by him and in remorse and shame and fear, saying nothing, just retreating into themselves and trying to get on with their lives.

His reaction to the firestorm of revelations that have tarnished a once-admired personality who still depends on his fame to squeak himself out of the controversy, and who has engaged a pricey PR firm and lawyers to help in his defence which largely depends on a scaffolding of claims of an innocent pursuit of 'kink', no longer in the dungeon of public opinion, and in the process slandering the women, threatening obliquely that the $55-million lawsuit he is pursing against the CBC for breach of contract could have similar suits launched against them, may assure silence.

But can anyone rescue themselves from the court of public disgrace by having pursued a clearly psychopathic avenue to sexual fulfillment short of murdering someone in the process as his pathology would demand greater levels of violence?

Well, as the saying goes ... to be continued....