IF YOU GO DOWN IN THE WOODS TODAY*...
Although I’m well aware that there are many more crucial things going on around the planet, I've more than once caught myself thinking about that 11-year-old who was lost for four days last week in the Utah mountains, and couldn’t be found because his parents had taught him too damn well that he should never talk to strangers, and he kept hiding from the search parties of potential rescuers. The timorous brat really doesn’t have a prayer if he’s ever shipped off to higher education in a major city. The kind of victim body language that alerts every urban predator for blocks around must be totally ingrained. Okay, maybe times have changed since I was raised in the woods so I knew every tree, but this strikes me as the same dangerous psychological overkill that has idiots in suburban Idaho so coweringly convinced that Al Qeada are going to attack the local mall by next Tuesday that they’ll reelect George bloody Bush as many times as Fox News tells them and the voting machine will let them. What the fuck happened to Home of the Brave, Land of the Free, or the realization that we’re born, we die and, between the two, we play odds to survive just like the gazelles in the TV nature show? There are no other guarantees, and not to accept this reality is another version of living on one’s knees, and (to paraphrase Big Nose Katie Elder in the movie Doc) when I get on my knees it ain’t in fear (although maybe trembling.)

BUT ON A BRIGHTER NOTE...
Here’s a piece of truly inspired biblical craziness sent over by some girl...
www.hoax-buster.org

The secret word is Reckless

(* How many of you, dear readers, recall "The Teddy Bears Picnic"?)