A few months ago I realized I couldn't even look at his photo in the news -- I had to scroll down to hide his face and just read the headline. Then later I realized I couldn't even get myself to say his name. Just now I realized I haven't read or watched anything about him over the past three weeks or so.

And I've been a lot happier for it.

I just hope the Great Gods of Karma hit him with everything they've got -- and then some.

Ok, I detest politicians. About twenty years ago I spent the better part of nine years working closely with elected and appointed officials on various government architectural projects, and often on two or three projects at a time. One recurring theme came out at every single meeting I had with these people, whether it was one-on-one, or as a group, or at a town hall: every question they asked, every comment they made, every decision they made, was based on "will this get me re-elected?" It took me a while to catch on, but, once I did, it was clear as crystal. It made me sick.

Now I'm seeing the same thing. Given the dangerous state our nation is in, I would like to think our candidates would be more interested in the nation's future than in securing their own power. But all this bashing and divisiveness makes me think otherwise. And it scares me.

'nuff said.

I don't like watching football on TV. For one thing, too many commercials for my taste.

But I also don't like having two people talking at me for the whole game. And yes, I know I can tun the volume off, but that's not always a choice when watching with someone else, and sometimes you just want to watch with friends.

I don't need the play-by-play: I can see what happened, especially with all the instant replays. But I especially don't care for the color commentators, and I think it's mostly their tone of voice. I can just imagine some of these guys at home, going to the fridge for some milk for their coffee, and saying, in that game voice, "Dear, Junior finished off the milk again, and it's the third time this week he's done that. Last time it was a quarter-full, and the week before it was an eighth. He has an average of six times a month this year, and last year his average was twice a month... "

Now, if I could just find a CD (or something) of just plain stadium noise, I could turn off the volume during the game and play that instead.

Just seems they've stayed under the radar all this time, given all the other investigations. There may be absolutely nothing on them, but it would appear that, under the circumstances, somebody would think about the possibility.

I hope Amy McGrath kicks McTurtle's sorry scumbag ass out all the way to the Andromeda galaxy.

One can only hope.