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Are We Done Yet? (Please?)

In It Bugs Me, Just Because... on February 21, 2012 at 3:24 pm

It’s been over a week since Whitney Houston was found dead in her bathtub before Clive Davis’s pre-Grammy party.

The coverage has been nearly nonstop, 24/7, incessantly yammering, baying hounds.



She’s dead.

She’s been buried.

The official Cause of Death hasn’t been released by the Los Angeles County Coroner’s Office yet, and probably won’t be for a few weeks.

Isn’t there anything else we can talk about?  After all, there’s a Republican primary here in Michigan next week.

Romney, Santorum, Gingrich, and Paul are all passing through, battling to say who’s more conservative, fighting for the right wing of the GOP.

Which seems to me like claiming the captaincy of the Hindenburg.

Santorum’s ads, the more idiotic of the two “major” candidates (a pissing contest if ever there was one), show a Romney clone shooting a paintball rifle filled with mudballs at a cardboard cutout of Santorum, and missing each time.

The Romney ads show Santorum bragging about his “earmarks” record in the Senate.

I call these ads as owned by who they favor, “superPAC” designations (“Red White and Blue Fund”, “Restore America Fund”, or whatever fund) aside.  To quote a line from Singin’ In The Rain, “Whadda they think I am, dumb or somethin’?”


Come to think of it, I’d rather listen to the foofaraw about Whitney Houston than talk about the Four Horsemen of the GOP Apocalypse…

So, never mind…  (With props to Emily Littella/Gilda Radner).

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