Whew! For a moment there, I was afraid that Charlie Sheen had cornered the entire market on destroying one’s perfectly sensible (and highly lucrative) career by being an unadulterated prick. Fortunately, fashion designer John Galliano has also decided to keep us entertained through his own high-profile dalliances. Of course, the “troubled” designer has recently upped the ante from merely being a a boring, run-of-the-mill plagiarist by getting himself arrested for assault and subsequently starring in his own I Love Hitler video. And since, just yesterday Dior fired his ass in a frantic effort to separate themselves from his racist rants, Galliano’s realized this his livelihood and jet-setting lifestyle (complete with those fetching braided hair extensions) is now in jeopardy, so he’s gone and checked his asshole self into alcohol rehab because, clearly, this is all merely the alcohol’s fault:

John Galliano, the talented and troubled designer who was fired by Dior for making anti-Semitic remarks in a drunken rant at a Paris bar, left France to enter rehabilitation on Wednesday, according to friends who would speak only anonymously because of the sensitivity of the situation.

He was persuaded to accept treatment for his alcohol problems by close colleagues and friends like the supermodels Naomi Campbell and Kate Moss, the sources said. While the treatment center is not known, it is likely that his destination is The Meadows, a facility in Wickenberg, Arizona, where Elton John and Donatella Versace were treated in recent years.

For Christian Dior, the billion-dollar fashion house that dismissed him on Tuesday for making anti-Semitic remarks while apparently drunk, the problems are only multiplying. The Dior autumn 2011 women’s wear show will go ahead here on Friday, according to a person at Dior who asked not to be identified.

The future of the John Galliano brand, which is underwritten by Dior and barely breaks even financially, is complex. Relying mainly on licenses, built up over the last decade, executives will have to see whether those external partners still want to be associated with a designer whose name has been globally smirched.

Well, I do wish him good luck with curing that “Anti-Semetic Asshole” disease, but I don’t hold high hopes for Galliano’s future as a nice guy who, presumably, will inexplicably decide that he doesn’t love Hitler. Perhaps this is because I subscribe to the theory that alcohol doesn’t change a person but merely amplifies the douchebag within, who cannot simply be extinguished by some good, old-fashioned rehab.