"SHEESH!"-isms

If you live life for any length of time, you will run across people (or their words and/or deeds) who make you want to slam your forehead repeatedly on the corner of your desk...to make the hurting stop.

As our current administration constantly testifies (if it were only mute testimony!), politicos and the supposedly learned are not immune from much of the bone-headdedness we observe on a day-to-day basis.

The writings here deal with the stuff that makes manufacturers of silica gel packages take great pains to lable such delicacies with warnings: "DO NOT EAT". Do not use your blow dryer in the shower, they say - as if we couldn't fathom such blatant obviousness for ourselves. I deal with the kinds of people for whom 'stupid questions' are the only kind they know how to ask.

Criminals sue gun makers for manufacturing the pistol that pushed a bullet through some portion of their anatomy, in an attempt to stop them from hurting or murdering somebody else. Some collect enough bucks to make others dispose of their well-deserved shame, in yet another attempt to 'go for the free money'.

Since slamming my head against the corner or edge of my desk doesn't yield much relief from those who emerge from the shallow end of the intellectual gene pool, I shall indulge myself in the only other form of catharsis available to me...writing about such Bozos.

You, if you dare to go further, get to read and laugh, shake your head in derision, flame me...whatever.

WARNING!

This is not Web Log fodder. I am warning you now...this single time...do not follow any of the links below if you are so immature as to be easily-offended by my opinions.

It is my right to make observations elsewhere; and write about it - in exceedingly blunt terms - here. I hereby exercise my right to ridicule and name-call. Console yourself, if you must, with the fact that I don't chisel such impolitic things into the foreheads of whom I write about.

Could be painful.

Now, I don't want to get off on a rant here, but...

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