The Gilda Age...

She would rant and rave, wondering why we were making such a fuss over a seemingly innocuous phrase from Jamaica, "Ya Mon." When Jane Curtin corrected her, explaining that it was "Yemen", the great and wonderful Gilda Radner, if she were alive today, would say, "Never Mind!"

So I'll say it for her...

Never mind...

What are we doing? Is this a game of Whack-a-Mole? Are we completely without a clue...without direction?

A group of terrorists fly planes into buildings so we step up security on airplanes.

A guy tries to ignite his shoe so we all have to board the airplane in bare feet.

Another guy tries to bring liquid explosives on a jet so we can't bring on a water bottle.

And yet another guy tries to ignite his pants...so...we will now have to fly half naked until someone tries to ignite his shirt...at which point we'll all be flying totally naked. Then it will truly be "The Friendly Skies..."

What's the plan Stan? What's the story Maury? What are you gonna do Lou?

Wait...I have an idea...not one of a certain nature (I am afraid...see my previous blog about "fear"... to use a particular word here because I don't want this blog to be flagged as propaganda)...and I think it's a pretty good one...and after rescreening Preminger's "Advise and Consent" it seems all too appropriate...

Let's try to figure out...all of you Beltway intellects...why the other side wants to kill us.

If you're sick you go to the doctor, tell him your symptoms and he prescribes a course of action to bring you back to health.

If your car doesn't work you take it to your mechanic, tell him its' symptoms and he prescribes a course of action to bring it back to mechanical health.

When your foreign policy, whether military, economic or social, is making you sick...making your "body" vulnerable to disease...wouldn't it seem logical that you would find out the reason(s) and take steps to correct the problem.

When you are dying from a cigarette related disease it isn't particularly constructive to say that it was the cigarettes alone that are killing you. Sure, they played a part....but what about you and your personal responsibility. Is it possible that you played a part too? Did you make any choices during your smoking career that brought you to an untimely and agonizing end?

We've been smoking for years...and..what a surprise...here's the cancer.

We're spending all of our time looking at the cigarettes.

We're not looking at what and who put them in our mouths.

Got a light...?