Yesterday, I read the dead tree version of the Globe and Mail at lunch and by the time I got three paragraphs in on Rick Salutin’s latest column, The Grim Connection, (do the google thingy if you don’t have a subscription) I was spitting bullets. There are just far too many issues for me to collectively take on without having to resort to what could be adequately described as a possible dissertation in a blog post and I rather wanted to save my energy for the Yom Kippur War.
Thank G-d for Bob at Let it Bleed. He buries it quickly and succinctly with far more eloquence and wit that I am capable of on the subject. Kathy Shaidle quips in the comments what can be the only plausible explanation for the state of Rick “Summer of Love Liberal” Salutrin’s mind.
What I cannot understand is how the Globe and Mail can bare to publish such utter tripe – does this editorial board know no shame? I certainly can see no discernable limits.
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Now why ruin a perfectly good lunch by reading the Grope & Flail? Like Mom always said, to avoid heartburn and cramps wait at least one hour after eating... ;0)
It was either the G&M or the yellow pages. Obviously, I made the wrong choice.
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