The president is a liar. The president is an adulterer. The president is a rapist.

I have to bring to the attention of the six people who might actually read this a television commercial that really sticks in my craw (wherever the hell that is). The product is Valtrex, a prescription drug for the treatment of genital herpes, the scourge of the ages. I'm not against a treatment for this condition. I'm against the advertisement. It starts off mentioning an alternate prescription drug that requires that it be taken five times a day for five days. The whiney twenty-somethings in the ad are complaining that taking the pills so often is too difficult for them. As one of these stupid people says "I have a life." (By the way, I know they're just actors.) Valtrex only needs to be taken twice a day for five days. Great. The pharmaceutical industry has come up with a better treatment. Again, not my beef. However, the commercial illustrates part of the problem we have today. These idiots find it inconceivable that someone would be responsible enough to take a pill every three hours for five days. I guess this is how they ended up with genital herpes to begin with. "I'm too reckless and irresponsible to avoid contracting sexually transmitted diseases from my many casual partners. I can't fit all that medication into my busy schedule of having sex with people I meet at (a bar, a dance club, my daughter's day care, the Oval Office). There's got to be an easier, less bothersome way!" I hope your dicks fall off and twats seal shut.

And another thing ...

I've figured out the source of all the problems in the world. Baby boomers!  I can honestly say that they have screwed up the world for the rest of us. Now I'm looking at this from the outside. My parents were pre-boom and my sister and I are post-boom. As a matter of fact, I am stuck between two really annoying over-exposed groups: baby boomers and Generation X. I'm proud to be a member of neither of these groups. But I digress. WARNING! THE FOLLOWING IS A GENERALIZATION. IT BY NO MEANS IMPLIES THAT ALL PEOPLE BORN BETWEEN 1946 AND 1964 ARE COMPLETE TOADS. Let's see. We'll start at the beginning. The boomers are born. They have a pretty easy childhood. Father works. Mother is at home. Post-war America's economic prosperity makes the 50's the happy days of the century. (Except for everyone being terrified of Russians and space aliens.) Then the boomers hit their teen years. They wanted to rebel, as all teens inevitably want to do. But rather than just wear their hair differently or use slang words, they decided to "change the world." Oh, great. They saw the morality of the WWII generation and though it was too stiff. So their solution was to throw out all the rules. Do anything you want. Now this is where I blame the WWIIers a little. Why on earth did you let those kids get away with all that crap? Of course I'm not a parent, so maybe I can't really make that call. Anyway, all that was right was suddenly wrong to the boomers. No war is just. The single family unit is stifling. Business is evil. Morality is subjective. Feelings trump logic. And along the way, boomers became the most self-involved people on the planet. Now let's discuss how this makes you feel.

And another thing ...

I hate SUV's, minivans and pickups. Well, except when I need help moving a large object. What ever happened to cars? I drive to work in the morning and easily half of the vehicles on the road are these large rolling blindfolds. That's right, the main problem I have with these things is that I can't see through them. I know that doesn't mean anything to those people who drive and don't pay attention to anything happening more than a car length around them, but to those of us who know how to drive and observe all that is happening around us they are a distraction. It makes it impossible to judge whether the moron braking in front of me is just stepping or slamming on his or her brakes. If it's a car in front of me, I could see through that car and judge the distance to the vehicle in front of it. Besides the hazard they represent, I don't like the soccer mom boomerness that they represent. There is nothing I want to see in front of me than one of these SUV's and all I can see through the rear window is the back of the head of the woman driver and a child's car seat in the back. Broncos, Pathfinders and Explorers are the VW buses, Chevy vans and Chrysler paneled station wagons of the 90's. I'll be so happy when the SUV fad is over and done with.

And another thing ...

Take me back! or Promote me to the premiership!