Everybody Get Out There and Vote!

No, I’m not asking you to vote in today’s primaries (though that would be a good idea). Blog Madness is still going on, and my entry is back in competition (after a bye in the last round). I know it’s just an elimination round, but still — all the more reason I need your help. So go, check out all the entries in the tournament, and vote for those you think deserve to move on. My entry, “Passing Judgment on Our Society,” is in the ER-2 round of the “Bills” bracket. Yes, I do want your vote, but do actually read the entries, and use your own judgment; it’s meant to be an honest competition, not a popularity contest.

Okay, so I watched the Janet Jackson disrobing, and I’m left with one thought: This is what everyone’s up in arms about? Are you serious? Man, people really need to get a life.

As to whether the CBS suits knew about the stunt beforehand? Well, I don’t for a second believe they’re really as upset as they’re making themselves out to be — there’s no such thing as bad publicity, even for a monolithic corporate entity like Viacom — but to tell you the truth, I doubt they did know about it. I mean, if the corporate heads are getting involved in minor details of the Superbowl halftime show, they’ve got some serious micromanagement issues over there. As the network for old biddies, they’ve got to pretend they’re outraged, but that’s the extent of it.

In other news, I’m getting sick of hearing the argument that other nations thought Saddam had “weapons of mass destruction,” or that the Clinton administration thought so, too. Or that even Clinton favored “regime change.” This has got to be the most hollow argument I’ve ever heard. Okay, so other intelligence agencies — and administrations — had the same info you had, little George. None of them started a damn war on the basis of it! You can try to shift blame until you’re blue in the face, but that one fact separates you from all the others you’re desperately trying to accuse. (And no, Britain didn’t start a war — Duh-bya started it, and Tony Blair piled on the bandwagon.)

Ah, maybe part of the reason I’m cranky was hearing the news yesterday that original “Uptown Girl” Christie Brinkley turned 50. 50. Holy crap, I’m getting old.

And I still hate that damned groundhog.