I really don’t get this whole pope thing. I mean, why it’s getting so much attention and why I’m supposed to give a shit (this isn’t unusual for me – I don’t give a shit about Justin Bieber’s “worst birthday ever” or whether some inbred Brit got his wife knocked up, or even if the Queen has a tummy ache). As Art mentioned yesterday Kookie Roberts was slobbering over the pope’s return to the “little people” with all its spectacle and pageantry. Seriously. He’s the former head of a creepy cult who helped protect pedophile priests for his apparently not as wonderful as he was made out to be predecessor, and quit before his term (life) was up.
The only interesting part of the whole thing was when a “fake” cardinal joined in yesterday and didn’t get noticed for quite a while (despite wearing a Jack Abramoff hat instead of the red Yarmulke the rest of them wear, and a big purple scarf as a sash). Best thing since Fr. Guido Sarducci told me to “finda da popes inna da pizza.”
In other news, Paul Ryan is back with his plan to screw me (personally) over. He now wants to change Medicare to a voucher program for anybody under 56 (previously it was 55 – I guess he just wants to make certain I get screwed, in case it takes a couple of years to pass). And I heard Jeb Bush (why are we paying attention to him now?) on NPR saying Obama should be a man like his daddy and brother and Ronnie Raygun and raise the Social Security age.
I’m too damn close to retirement to have them changing the rules on me now.
Speaking of people who should STFU, Mitt Romney has been flapping his gums lately? Doesn’t he realize that he lost by about as much as you can lose a presidential election by these days? Even Republicans don’t like him, so why doesn’t he just go off and be rich somewhere. Doesn’t he have a mansion to knock down and rebuild or something.
Of well, back to work. Gotta earn my $14.50