Only You Know and I Know

Other than checking the baseball standings, the weather report, and cattle futures, I've pretty much given up on news reporting. TV news I watch not at all.

I don't even check the internet news sites I used to follow. It cuts into my already abbreviated porn downloading time.


I read the New York Times on line, of course, because they have Paul Krugman and foriegn bureaux and I always wanted to use the word, bureaux, in a sentence.


I read Hullaballoo and Media Matters for America. I read Informed Comment. When I get around to it. And that's about it.

The enormous amount of time saved and confusion avoided by not paying attention to the barking media has freed me up for a lot more loafing and fishing and drinking than ever before. For news of daily events, I rely mainly on the crowd at the Possum Eaters Inn. I may get the news late but it always comes with a cold one and an analysis simultaneously cruel and hilarious. Its a fair tradeoff.

So, although its news to me its probably not news to you that the goddamned California Proposition 8 has been overthrown by a U.S. court.

Praise the Lord! When will the right wing parasites understand they don't get to vote on other people's rights?

They claim to believe that human rights are endowed by the Creator. It would follow, then, wouldn't it, that these rights are no one's to give or to take but are inherent to our individual existence? The mot juste is, I believe, inalienable.

Plus, why should straight people be the only ones burdened with in-laws? Is that fair? Is that equitable? Is that just? I ask you.

I always have said and I always will say that the widest possible distribution of in-laws is the most crucial element to making the world a happier and a quieter place. Very wide.

Wider. Ever wider.