Pretty sure Metta World Peace has ensured we won't be watching professional basketball for the next decade with these tweets.
I assume by the lockout, Ron Artest is referring to the goblins in his soul that have been trying to knock his way into his brain and take over his prefrontal cortex. Right now the space aliens are fully in charge up there, and they've been the ones trying to control Artest, but it looks like the reports are that all hostitlities have ceased inside his head.
Ron Artest is crazy. You get what you deserve if you trust him as a news source. Like one time I passed by this homeless guy on the street that said "World ending tomorrow." 300 jars of peanut butter and 1 bomb shelter later, I had learned my lesson.
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