A tawdry, disgusting, and distasteful week

As the Grateful Dead said, what a long, strange trip it's been.  And dude, the week is only half-over.  I mean, like, there it was: the headline declaring that Bill Cosby, Mr. Jell-O Pudding, America's Dad, will spend the next three to ten years in prison trying to keep from being some bad boy's best girl while wearing the title of Sexually Violent Predator for the rest of his life.  Will they make him sew SVP onto the front of his shirt?  I received no reply on my social media accounts to the question of whether I missed the throng of hundreds of angry protesters demanding justice for Cosby's victims, even for one of them.  Where were the TV talking heads laying out all of their moral reasons why the White House should take back his Presidential Medal of Freedom, or why the folks who hand out the Golden Globes, Emmys, and Grammys should demand he return all of them. None of that happened.  That seemed strange,...(Read Full Post)
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