Thinking back, it was The Onion that broke me out of the shock and numbness. They brought the funny back, and at least for me it was a good thing.
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This part is not funny, but instead very touching.
"I'm talking to all of you, here!" continued God, His voice rising to a shout. "Do you hear Me? I don't want you to kill anybody. I'm against it, across the board. How many times do I have to say it? Don't kill each other anymore—ever! I'm fucking serious!"
Upon completing His outburst, God fell silent, standing quietly at the podium for several moments. Then, witnesses reported, God's shoulders began to shake, and He wept.
I miss Peter Jennings.
Wrod. And David Letterman redeemed himself for a lot when he let Dan Rather vent.
But I could have used Walter Cronkite.
Ahrg.
So I don't normally eat cookies. Except I just had a couple. And now I've got a miserable sugar rush. How stupid is that?
And part 2 is up against Monday Night Football. Nothing gets between Americans and their gladitorial games.
And part 2 is up against Monday Night Football. Nothing gets between Americans and their gladitorial games.
This time, I'm grateful for that.
Actually, I think football matches are a much better substitute for war. Or perhaps boxing. Each nation chooses its champion, and we let 'er rip.
I spent last night watching a Miami Ink marathon. I suspect I'll spend tonight watching the MI episodes I taped after I went to bed last night.
I'm watching Kinky Boots tonight. Looking forward to The Operative in drag.
I wonder if they'll interrupt football for the Prez' speech tonight.
