I'd like to get a few things off my chest.
First: I loathe our president. Okay, I don't technically "hate" anyone, but darned if I haven't had to confess feelings of rage and malice for everything that man stands for at almost every visit to the box in the past 14 months....
Second: Universal Healthcare? Reeeeally? Remind me who's paying for it again? And could somebody explain to me how $180 a month for a basic plan is simply out of reach for some Americans, while $300 smart phones and $90 monthly data plans are the status quo? Here's an idea: You may have free healthcare... if, you can prove that you are actually destitute beyond a reasonable doubt. (Note: this means you have neither cable, a cell phone, internet access, nor any of the other myriad "necessities" our culture has deemed essential to existence. Sheesh.) I mean, come on people, I've been broke as hell before... but there are some things that you shell out for and others that you go without... and the government isn't there to tell you which is which!
Third: A killer whale dragged a woman to a drowning death by the ponytail, and this is apparently "big news." For 3 days running. Now, I am as grieved by the loss of human life as any healthy person would be, but it is not exactly front page news, particularly when the hottest buzz surrounding the incident is whether or not the fricking Orcas are being mistreated at Sea World. Um, yes. They probably are. They are probably very unhappy to be living in fish tanks and not out surfing ice shelves and snarfing down seals. But seriously, how many humans does this whale have to whack in order to qualify as a credible threat to society? Put the thing back in the ocean and put it out of its misery.
And finally: I am pregnant. And this is my blog. Therefore, I can say preeeeeetty much whatever I want, and you can't fault me for it (well, unless it is immoral or objectively untrue). Also, please recognize that if you submit obscene, misogynistic, or generally twisted comments for moderation... heh, guess what? They're not going up. Period. Sorry to be so harsh, but I'm not submitting myself or my readers to that abuse. That being said, please know that I am praying for you, even if you totally freak me out.