Playing in the snow. Not.
Oh goodness. Did I hear that the Michael Jackson trial is soon to begin? Wheee! More drama to keep the news shows all abuzz so they can ignore real news. Not that they need an excuse, but when one presents itself, it’s a gimme. But if just hearing reports and listening to Nancy Grace analyze them ad nauseam isn’t enough, E! plans to broadcast daily dramatic re-enactments of each day in court. I’m aquiver with anticipation.
Anyway.
Today I am going to play in the snow. Let’s be clear about this. Play is a gussied-up term for back breaking work, but it sounds a lot more enticing than saying back breaking work. Since there is another snow storm brewing that is tentatively scheduled to dump another 8 inches on us tomorrow, I really must go find the wood pile and dig it out. And, by god, I’m going to haul as much up on the deck as I can manage before I collapse in exhaustion. I am sick and tired of fighting the snow for ownership of my wood pile. I am sick and tired of counting the hunks of dry wood readily available, trying to estimate just how long it will last before I have to go back out and excavate for more.
I’m dragging my feet a little bit, but I really am going to force myself to go out there with my shovel.
Any minute now.
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I heard about the E! reenactment thing before… Frankly, I don’t see how that’s any worse than when they broadcast the trial live.
And trials ARE public events. I believe people have the right to go and sit through just about any trials, space permitting I suppose. I knew this weirdo guy who worked as a janitor in an apartment bldg I lived in during the start of the 1990s, and that was his hobby, to go to the local courthouse and sit through the trials.
However, I think the fascination with celebrities says a lot about our social culture.
Frankly, I think Michael Jackson’s “sickness” is a societal sickness in a way. Like it’s reciprocally sick.