Don’t be stunned. It’s nothing new. It’s one of the most consistent things in the NBA, really.

Stephen Jackson wants out, satisfying the tenets of Cohan’s Law: If the Warriors can screw something up, they will.
Of course, if the Warriors had a different owner, a different team president, a different general manager, a different coach, and a different roster — everything would be great!
Until then, this latest Jackson episode is only the latest instance of typical Warriors foppery.
What’s special: This is a nightmare identifiable to team president Robert Rowell, who befriended Jackson and then personally negotiated an unnecessary three-year extension for the aging player last year.
Contrary to the better logic of the rest of the league, owner Chris Cohan and Rowell believed Jackson would be their ambassador and team leader for the long term.
Now Jackson is telling them — via an unrefuted interview with Dime magazine — that he doesn’t want to waste his time on a team as bad as the Warriors.
It’s not a betrayal so much as it’s a wink at the Warriors’ flagrant idiocy. He got his money from the dumb, bad team. Time to try to get traded to a good, smart team.
Problem: The remaining four years and $36.28 million on his crazy deal make the mercurial Jackson close to untradeable, unless the Warriors are willing to take back even worse money.
It’s likely they will receive zero worthwhile offers for Jackson, who remains an essential part of their system. Then the Warriors will head into camp, see how much Jackson’s presence roils the waters and be forced to dump him for some terrible deal.
It’s not exactly like the Chris Webber situation, but sort of is. It’s not like Latrell Sprewell. Not like Gilbert Arenas, Baron Davis, Al Harrington or Jamal Crawford ... but why does every good Warriors player always run screaming from Cohan?
Cohan’s Law: If he can screw it up, he will.
Sure, Jackson’s declaration could be denied or papered over. I’m sure the Warriors are frantically trying to arrange a cover-up interview right now.
But the truth is out. Did you catch general manager Larry Riley’s response to Jackson’s words? Riley didn’t say he was shocked. He just said he wished Jackson’s sentiments hadn’t come out like this.
Jackson wants out, just like Marco Belinelli wanted out and got out this spring, like Harrington and then Crawford last year, maybe Andris Biedrins and Ronny Turiaf in a little bit, and Monta Ellis off-and-on for the past year.
And now that Jackson, the locker room’s most respected player, is ready to blow town, don’t be shocked if a line forms behind him.
If Cohan doesn’t sell the team soon, Warriors fans probably should brace for Anthony Randolph, Anthony Morrow, Brandan Wright and Stephen Curry to come up with exit plans, too.
That’s how it works for crumbling franchises, run by the neurotic, the cash-poor, the desperate and the PR-obsessed.
It all would be different if the Warriors had a locker-room peer such as Baron Davis to assuage Jackson. But Rowell vetoed a tentative agreement with Davis last summer, and now he’s a Clipper.
It would be better if the Warriors had one of Jackson’s close friends to comfort him about the Warriors’ prospects. But his best friends are Harrington, who was nuked by Don Nelson last season, and Ellis, who has his own issues.
It would be OK if the Warriors had an energetic coach to revive Jackson’s enthusiasm. But the Warriors have Nelson, who makes these sorts of situations momentously worse.
It would be fine if the Warriors had a credible executive to soothe Jackson and quietly pursue the best trade options. But Rowell shoved Chris Mullin out the door and replaced him with Riley, a neophyte GM.
It would be solvable if the Warriors had a bright team president to take heed of the larger picture. But the Warriors have Rowell.
It would not be an issue if the Warriors had an active, thoughtful owner.
But the Warriors have Chris Cohan, until the moment he decides to sell the team. Maybe Jackson can conduct the negotiations, since Cohan and Rowell will probably screw that up, too.