Sometimes you can actually see the reel of time unwind. The hands on the clock twirl counter-clockwise. The prices on the gas pump go backward. Who's directing this movie, Salvador Dali?
Fair is fair: Just as there were congressional hearings when gas prices soared and Big Oil was accused of manipulating the market, shouldn't there now be outraged voices demanding to know why gas prices have dropped?
Shouldn't Congress be investigating this dangerous conspiracy?
Remember when the junior senator and ace investigator from Arkansas, Mark Pryor, got the head of the Federal Trade Commission before the Senate Commerce Committee and, along with some of his more suspicious colleagues, started browbeating her?
Back then Sen. Pryor was demanding that the FTC produce proof of some dark and sinister plot to raise gas prices. The lady - Deborah Platt Majoras - quietly and patiently stood her ground, trying to explain the law of supply and demand. But of course Mark Pryor and his suspicious colleagues weren't interested in the actual data; they had angry constituents to appease and an issue to demagogue.
Now those danged oil companies are clearly involved in another nefarious conspiracy, this time to lower consumer prices. But somehow I don't think there's going to be another investigation.
It's another World Series without the Damn Yankees. The world seems off its axis. I begin to have the strangest sensation. It's surreal, dizzying, entirely new. Maybe I should call a doctor. I begin to feel Š a certain sympathy for New York Yankee fans. Dave, my mind is going. I can feel it.