Clareified

HAPPY HALLOWEEN

Ok, it’s not like I hate love, marriage, couples, happiness, blah, blah, blah.
However, if a couple, not only chooses to get married on Halloween, but sends out invitations with a little rhyme (something about Halloween will cause a scare, what color gown will the bridesmaids wear) and then includes some kind of pun about how much of a “frightfully” good time everyone will have, just how many eggs can be thrown at them?

Did I mention they requested that the guests wear costumes?

All answers will be measured in dozens.

P.S. If you were married on Halloween and this sounds like your invitation, I’m not talking about your wedding, I’m talking about some other jackass couple’s wedding that got hitched years ago, but with you guys it’s totally cute. Don’t worry.

P.P.S. We’re still friends, right? Just kidding? … April Fool’s!?!

Uh oh.

World’s Oldest Person Dies….

Long Live the World’s Oldest Person

League of Liberals

ink from the squid: investing in the future

ONLY TWO MORE TO GO

This morning I glimpsed the front page of the NY Post on the subway and the headline read, “BUSH BOOM.”
I immediately, thought: Oh Lord, who have we bombed now?
It made me think of the Not Geniuses call, a couple of days ago, for Bush/Cheney ’04 bumper stickers, my favorite one was:

Bush/Cheney ’04
FOUR MORE WARS!

Good job Josh Prophet

Without Affirmative Action, Your Kid Would Be Drunk

Never Been Prouder…

I’m a lowly insect!

So how much is a minority P.O.W. worth compared to a white P.O.W?

Apparently, less than 50 cents on the dollar.

You have answer some quick registration questions to view the story, but it’s worth it. Here’s an excerpt:

“And now that Johnson is on the verge of her discharge from the Army, insult is being added to her injury, they say. While Lynch was discharged as a private first class in August with an 80 percent disability benefit, Johnson, set to leave in the coming days, learned last week that she will receive a 30 percent disability benefit from the Army for her injuries.”

Thanks to frequent commenter J-Roam for the link.

I’m sorry mama… I didn’t mean to get you time

Earlier this month Judith Scruggs was convicted on risk to injury of minor after her 12-year-old son killed himself. She faces up to 10 years in prison. From the reports she was a working-class single mom, kept a messy house and allowed her son to miss school when he complained about being bullied and *gasp* worked two jobs.

Less than a week later, Kim Brathwaite was arrested when her two kids died in a fire in the home and it was discovered that she left them home alone to go to her night job at McDonald’s where she had just gotten promoted to night manager. She also faces significant jail time.

Who can forget Regina McKnight, who is serving a 12-year prison term, for “homicide by child abuse” because she used cocaine during her pregnancy and delivered a stillborn?

I remember in the late 90s when there were seemingly endless media reports about abandoned newborns and the ongoing police search for “the mother.” “Police are still looking for the mother” said the reporter sternly looking into the camera.

HA! Well, now it seems we’ve found her! There she is! Off at her jobs, not forcing her teenage son into showers, delivering dead babies — we’ve gotcha!

Who has lost sight of the big picture here? These women didn’t intend for their children to die. (When moms intend to kill their kids, it’s usually easy to tell. Isn’t it?

No doubt there is an overwhelming desire to ‘do something’ when a child dies. It’s always tragic. But sometimes the thing to do is let a mother grieve, not read her Miranda warnings.

New Blogger, Rick, writes about the Brathwaite case here. Check it out and if you live in New York (or not) send your thoughts to Mayor Mike via Rick’s link.

Shout Out

Thanks to Rick’s Cafe Americain for the Permalink. The site is great so far, and it’s written by a most brilliant guy who also has the dubious distinction of being the first person I ever walked down the aisle with!

Forget Friendster

Why didn’t I think of this?