The way that so many people get in a dither over the Patriot Act, you might think that most of us are secret agents. Inasmuch as a bunch of perfect strangers working for banks and credit card companies already know how much money I have and what I spend it on, countless librarians know what I’m reading, and several trash collectors know what I eat and drink, I long ago assumed I have no secrets. And, judging by all the annoying cell phone conversations I can’t help overhearing, neither have any of you. So please stop carrying on as if your freedoms are being trampled in the dust, and let the feds continue trying to keep the Islamic butchers at bay.
Finally, I have to confess that I was overjoyed to hear that crackpot Cindy Sheehan has carried through on her threat to run against nutty Nancy Pelosi. I may even send her a couple of bucks for her campaign. The way I see it, whoever represents the radical 8th congressional district in San Francisco can’t help being a national embarrassment. But at least if it’s Ms. Sheehan, she won’t be Speaker of the House, a position that places Mrs. Pelosi a scant two heart beats away from moving her spooky left-wing agenda and her humungous ego into the Oval Office.