This is where you’ll find brief takes on a variety of items, all of which will piss you off.

Well the trial for this heartless scumbag is finally over, and that philandering golferboy will never walk the links again.

Of course there will be about 20 years of appeals and in the end, co-governers, the Olsen twins, will probably commute his death sentence. Anything is possible in California.

I’ve always maintained that one can find humor almost anywhere, although this case, while devoid of any, has hatched a few comical moments outside the courthouse.

Aside from the lovesick cows that always fret over the fate of the perpetrators of heinous crimes such as that committed by Peterson, there are other loonies who don’t want to marry a murderer in jail.

The debate over whether or not Peterson merited the death penalty will be debated for years, and various theories have already proffered, particularly by the religious fanatics who claim that any life is worth saving.

Of all the horseshit I’ve heard in defense of not executing this scoundrel, the one reason that actually made me laugh out loud was: “But it’s his first offense.”

Holy crow! I can understand extending sympathy to a person who, for his or her first offense, non-violently shoplifted a candy bar, and was sentenced to 20 years, but in this case, what Peterson did was one hell of a first offense, and hell is where he belongs.

ADDRESSING UNDRESSING

Those of you who know me are aware that I like to keep abreast of important matters in the news.

Along with many of my fellow Americans I too was shocked and outraged by the Janet Jackson Super Bowl half-time tit fumble. Moreover I am disgusted with the way her “wardrobe malfunction” was, er, shall I say, handled.

This once rabid NFL fan’s interest in the game has waned considerably since it has degenerated into nothing more than bits and clips of play inserted between sales pitches. Downs are missed; the flow of the game is interrupted, and the excitement of a fast-paced sports event modeled after a military campaign is gone. I feel that these constant interruptions have caused play to suffer as well.

In addition, the use of boring, motor-mouth announcers like Phil Simms has caused me to view the games, sort of, with the volume off.

But I digress; I never watch the Super-Bowl half-time show, as explained in my Blog entry of 01/19/04, and this year was no different. I switched the TV back on as Kid Rock’s contribution to the arts was ending and Janet Jackson was emerging. Since I find her attractive my interest was piqued and despite the distraction of a male, Justin Timberlake, I did my best to zone in on her.

Well, I guess it’s the encroachment of old age, but in what seemed like a few seconds it was all over. Now I did notice what appeared to me to be a lucky Timberlake doing something to Janet’s upper erogenous zone, but in a flash the area of interest was obscured. I immediately exclaimed, “oh gosh darn, the cable is screwed up again,” or some such similar pronouncement of disgust. It wasn’t until the following day that the news media made me aware that I had missed something vitally important.

Oh goodness how this matter has gotten out of hand. Suddenly Janet Jackson is being categorized with the likes of serial killers and terrorists. With all the horrendous goings on in America and the rest of the world, this story is the lead on all of today’s newscasts.

An outraged banker, Terri Carlin, from Knoxville, Tennessee, has filed a class action lawsuit against Jackson, Timberlake, CBS, halftime show producers MTV and the networks' parent company, Viacom. She claims the "sexually explicit conduct" by the performers caused millions of people to "suffer outrage, anger, embarrassment and serious injury."

Oh, the humanity!

The father of a twelve-year old boy who was asked about the incident said that neither he nor his son noticed anything out of place. He then went on to say that he was embarrassed however when his son, prompted by a commercial, asked him what erectile dysfunction was. I wonder if the guy told his son to ask his mother?

Well as I said earlier I’m pissed too. I’m mad at myself for not paying closer attention to Janet and thereby missing out on this revealing incident.

For all those football fans opposed to the NFL’s “instant replay” I say that this proves it should remain and be utilized more frequently!

For anyone else who missed it here’s a link to the bare facts: Janet Jackson's Super Bowl Boob Job

ANOTHER TITILLATING TENNESSEE TIDBIT

Elsewhere in Tennessee, Nashville to be exact, the school system is doing away with the posting of the “honor roll,” because of complaints by the parents of kids who didn’t make it.

Oh brother, is this country going backwards or what?

The irate parents claim that by honoring the superior students it causes people to consider those students not on the list as dummies.

Here we go again. The idiots, in this case the parents, are again prevailing. The purpose of an honor roll is to single out those students who are superior, not to infer that those not on it are stupid. What’s next, the elimination of “cum laude,” “magna cum laude,” and “summa cum laude” on college diplomas so as not to insult the average graduate of MIT or Harvard?

Look, not everyone is an Einstein, in fact very few are. Those who perform above average though should be recognized for their hard work and accomplishments, and those who aren’t should strive to improve themselves. One method of accomplishing this is to set goals and earn rewards for meeting them. Public recognition is one proven way of doing so. Taking away these incentives only serves to promote mediocrity.

Did I, you ask, achieve honor roll status during my academic years? Yeah, I made it a few times, but not with regularity. I wasn’t proud of not graduating with honors, but I wasn’t ashamed either. Frankly, I was happy to stay off the daily detention list, most of the time.

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