My Mom's Birthday

Donald Rumsfeld.
He's a really great guy. Well, other than that doing a war when we didn't have to. And that whole obfuscation tango thing with the soldier at the press conference. He thought he'd "dodged a bullet" (that's kinda funny if you think about it) at the press conference when he did the song-n-dance about it not being a matter of will or a matter of money, it was a matter of physics. God, that's a great line!

Ah, but then some
journalist found a cojones or two and actually checked it out. Thank God or whomever that not every journalist has taken early retirement! Aren't you glad that someone still realizes that if a politician claims something, those claims can be verified or disproven, and that it might involve a little legwork, maybe quite a few phone calls, but a lot of things can be investigated.

Given that I'm in the TV bidness, it's a little inspiring to see that someone's still doing it how they ought.

So on this December 16th--my mother's birthday--you have a little something to be thankful for. Happy Birthday mom. All is not right with the world, but something is a little less wrong with it. Be thankful for small favors...