Today’s Osmonds, only there are just three of them, and they aren’t Mormon (but, apparently, are generic “Christians”). They perform pop love songs to throngs of shrieking tween girls. Neither my niece nor I could remember their first names, so I call them Jimmy-Jim, Ray Bob, and Elias. I believe they’re something like 14 to 21 years old. They really ought to be in school.

For some reason the “submit comment” button isn’t working in IE, but it is in Firefox.

I noticed this some months back, probably should have mentioned it. I just figured the “Works Best in Firefox” tag was to be heeded, so I switched browsers and never looked back.

Now, I understand the idea that a free-market economy is highly susceptible to panic, and panic is generated by the transmission of frightening, untrue information, but what exactly is untrue about our economy already being in the crapper? Such post-tryptophan belchings by the rightie cousins only proved that: 1) they’ll never stop playing “see-no-evil” with their beloved Bush administration; and 2) they share the common rightie belief that a free and open news media is a bad thing.

I guess the good news from my visit to fundieville is that nobody went off on an anti-Obama rant. To everyone’s credit, there were no arguments at all. Somebody did piss off my 13-year-old niece by mentioning that the Jonas Brothers are “more moral” than the Beatles (she mocks the Jonases, and adores the Beatles), but later she and her 19-year-old brother got together with their sophisticated California cousins and found they all love the same bands. City mouse, country mouse….