The ScooterBlog

I feel the need to get two things off of my chest that I heard this morning that are either signs that people take certain things too seriously (or don’t value other things), or as possible signs of the apocalypse. We’ll start with the fun one.

Apparently, it’s going to snow in Houston, Texas today. Yes, Houston! Even Galveston, an island in the Gulf Of Mexico is getting a trace. Something is wrong with the world where southern Texas at any point gets accumulating snow quicker than Columbus, Ohio! Still at that, the “realist” take is that in the last 100 years, Houston has had snow 34 times, ever. So, it’s not unheard of, but majorly weird. It is the earliest though.

As a sidebar, I’ve heard 2012 isn’t all that good. Now John Cusack trying to drive around Houston in the snow, that’s quality cinematography right there!

Secondarily, in listening to the Early Show as I woke up this morning, I heard Bob Schieffer (isn’t he floating somewhere around Ric Flair age at this point, between 110 and 120?!) make the following quote about the recent gate-crashing at an Obama State Dinner: “State dinners are part of the symbols of our democracy, like the White House itself, like the pledge of allegiance and the national anthem”. Wait, WHAT?!

Don’t get me wrong, it’s pretty amazing that the Secret Service lets someone in this far without an invite, and if they deem that to be a crime, go right ahead (I’m perfectly fine with the public shaming and hopefully their exit from any reality TV, I could care less for that stuff anyways), but a state dinner is part of the symbols of democracy?! No, a state winner is a way to schmooze some diplomats, overpay for food, and so something completely ornate and political. I value our pledge of allegiance (which if Anthony doesn’t have to say at the start of each school day, I’ll be incensed) and our national anthem (which I will stop for and put my hand over my heart if it’s on TV and Carl Lewis isn’t singing it) are true symbols. Bob, get your head out of your political tunnel vision and look at what real values might just be.

See, that was therapeutic, now go listen to Carl Lewis sing and comment about how I’ve ruined the rest of your day. Sorry!