I mean, once upon a time I couldn't wait for January '08 to get here.
I figured, somehow, a new year would issue in a renewed sense of clarity. Not just for me, but for all the bro's who soaked in all the idiotic acts our folks (can't deny 'em) committed in '07.
I won't list them here. Pick your Vick, Bonds, Busta, Snipes, or T.I. as a reference point.
My point is: the insanity never ceases.
Within a 24-hour block: I'm reading about the bombastic young mayor of the city I cut my journalistic teeth in getting put on full blast for exchanging lewd, juvenile texts to his chief female (married, also) aide; and trying to grasp how the father of the local football franchise's backup QB figured he could get away asking web-savvy student to fix the county-issued laptop where he stored lewd photos of mistress, who WAS the assistant high school principal where he coached.
When, as a dad, do you start thinking a long-term dalliance is worth a calculated risk of it all?
And by all, I mean access to and approval from you kids.
You think anyone's asking to be tucked in or bankrolled by the aforementioned idiots any time soon?
I think not. Not that I'm perfect.
I'm just no where near that ig'nant.
How could anyone be so silly and sloppy when there's so much at stake?
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