Friday, June 26, 2009

Dog Days

My four-legged pal and I have been covering some territory the past couple of days. Day before yesterday we hiked to the end of Perseverance Trail. It was a beautiful day and we had lots of company on the trail.

Jasper is a good walking companion in that we travel at the same speed - 3.7 mph - my customary treadmill speed. Jasper being the "Type A" guy that he is...prefers to take the lead.


Jasper take the point...he motors along pretty good
A beautiful day


New interpretive signs have gone up on the trail



The bridge near the end of the trail got taken out by a slide


"Hmmm. I'm not so sure about this..."


But in the end he was a trooper!

In other news death (political and otherwise) has dominated the national media this week. First, Governor Mark Sanford of South Carolina booked a room through Orbitz - a deluxe suite in the fiery pit of hell for all eternity - if I understand his religious beliefs correctly. This, of course, follows closely on the heels of a similar disclosure by another right-wing Republican, Senator John Ensign of Nevada. Both were possible GOP candidates for the Presidency in 2012. Adios, boys!

Generally speaking I do not believe the sexual peccadilloes of public figures are particularly newsworthy - and they are certainly nothing peculiar to right-wing Republicans. But when one sets oneself up as an arbiter of public morality - and is perfectly willing to use the police power of the State to enforce that morality - one must expect some backlash when one is unable to keep one's penis in one's pants.

Then the news of the departure of Ms. Farah Fawcett - which dominated the TV all yesterday morning. Sadly for Ms. Fawcett, her allotted post-mortem air time as a 1970's era icon was cut-short by the death of 1980's King of Pop, Mr. Michael Jackson, whose media shelf-life is likely to last for several days and quite possibly weeks and months (depending on the coroner's findings). Even NPR has gotten into the act with blubbering fans calling-in to a special tribute this morning describing how Mr. Jackson had influenced their lives. A bit much it seems to me - I do have to confess that I found his visage the past few years to be somewhere south of bizarre and repulsive - bordering on scary.

Neither of the dearly departed was dear to me. Although Ms. Fawcett was certainly easy on the eyes in her early years and there is no doubt Mr. Jackson does leave a very sizable musical legacy. I am just notoriously lazy about and disinterested in this type of pop-culture stuff...as any of my friends will certify. To each his own however...

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