A random collection of ideas and thoughts to close out one truly strange and bizarre year.
Please feel free to add your own.
a) legislation banning louder ads on tv
There is little I find as irritating on TV (except for Faux Gnus, Kristol, Wolf, Tucker, and so many others) as watching a fine movie, or listening to a special comment by KeithO, or watching a superb soccer match, when suddenly BOOM! the ad starts at a volume closer to a jet plane on take off.
I would personally donate money to any political candidate, from either party, if she/he/it would only fulfill their promise to force the FCC to issue countrywide bans on increasing volumes for advertising on TV or Radio.
b) a quarterback (and offensive line) for the bears
OK, it's not like I have high hopes for any of these.
c) a MASSIVE democratic victory in 2008, preferably, the most liberal, progressive, and experienced LEADER we have
While this is far more likely than the Bears finding a real QB, I must again face the sad idea that power corrupts and Pelosi and Reid are thoroughly corrupt or inept. Either case is sad, bad, and makes me mad. A real victory would cause a change in the house leadership, at the very least.
d) a mini-revolution in congress, causing the obstructionist GOPer to run home for good with their tails between their slimy, pus-covered, shit-covered lower extremeties.
Although this is closely related to (C), it would be a separate and equally welcome event to watch smirking shitheels like Mitch, or Boner (Bohner?) turn tail and sneak out of the bloatway.
e) Peace on Kos, good will towards all
Hopefully, Jan 4th will provide some relief. But I think as the gnu ear rolls in, we can all individually quit posting pro candidate diaries, which are really hit pieces on a particular democrat.
f) that the upcoming recession only hits the top 1% GOPers, while the rest of Americans suffer from seriously good health, confounding critter comforts, horrifically hysterical humor, sensuous sex, lusty love, bags of books and increased financial security.
Best wishes to all, on this artificially selected date, which somewhat inaccurately measures the orbits of our tiny mostly iron rock around a pathetic star named Sol.