Tuesday, October 4, 2011

I really didn't care about Chris Christie running for President. What was interesting to me was that it was the media that started the ruckus.

It seems to me that the media just isn't what it used to be – it now makes news, as well as occassionally reporting with a semblance of objectivity.

I'm still somewhat savoring the stupidity of the House Guest Who Almost Stayed Forever...and the potential ramifications.

Being modestly egocentric (we all are, I suppose), perhaps a bit more than "modestly," and having a fairly solid intuitive sense, there's so little question in my mind that by the time this guy's done with her, she's going to maybe still have her job, and little else.

Perhaps I should feel sympathy for her, but to me, it's karma; it's her bed and she made it.

Unfortunately, the woman's no longer speaking with my wife, so I don't get to hear what's going on. However, when the crash comes, she'll call.

I'd like to write a bit about the world and the economy, or politics but to coin the name of a great jazz tune, "What Is There To Say?"

To me, there's no end in sight of this pain almost all are feeling. And for that, I am sympathetic.