The one concession I’ve made to maintain some form of sanity is that I’ve taken to censoring my news, just like the old Soviet Union. The citizenry (me) only gets to read and listen to what I deem appropriate for its health and well-being. Sure, there are times when the system breaks down. Michele Bachmann got through my radar this week, right before bedtime. That’s not supposed to happen. That was a lapse in security, and I’ve had to make some adjustments.
Incidentally, this is exactly how I feel about the Huffington Post (I quit reading it for politics)—where I happened upon Larry David’s election neurosis.
But I guess some things happen for reason. Because I’ll be galdamned if it isn’t one of the funniest things I’ve read this week. Check it out.