Stick Horse Cowgirls

In my heyday, long past,  “text” was a noun.  In this 21st century world, “text” has become a verb: If you want to send someone a “text message” from your phone, you “text” him.  People have wrecks while texting in their car.  So, we see the English language expanding to fit our lifestyle. I have grown to like text messaging, but only in a limited sense.   I am definitely not hooked on it, as some seem to be.   I probably send or receive a text message once or twice in an average week.  They are extremely useful in situations (court, for example) where answering the phone is impossible but you need to send or receive information.  Usually the message will be something like “ Witness is running late—she’ll be there in five minutes .”  I find text messages useful but not particularly personal nor a primary means of communication. And then there is the “tweet,” which is no longer simply a description of bird talk.  No, tho...

Look at this patriotic stance: Doesn’t it just make your heart swell with pride to see a hard-working Congressman out there looking out for our interests?  See the Capitol just over his shoulder?  See the patriotic lapel pin?  Isn’t this just the picture of who you want to represent you? But, as most of you know, Congressman Chris Lee (R-NY), has resigned quickly on the heels of revealing his true nature: And, unbelievably, he revealed it on Craig’s List (!!!), trolling for women.  He put HIS REAL NAME AND THIS PHOTO on Craig’s List!  I mean, really, is someone who does this even smart enough to hold office?  “ OOOOOOOH, look at that flexed muscle!” Isn’t that what he wanted to hear?  Taking his manly-posed picture in the mirror (this embarrassment is killing me, here—like watching a painful talent show). I am somewhat known for outrage about this kind of thing, but in this case, it’s hard for me to work up any anger…All I feel, truly, is embarrasse...