The Nobel Peace Sign

L’Shana Tovah! - Happy New Year to all of our Jewish friends and family. Get ready to atone for a whole year of the things you shouldn’t have been doing in the first place.

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The University of Louisville Cardinals versus the University of Kentucky Wildcats game is on right now. This game is not being shown on my TV system. What’s up with that?

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I should probably snap a few photos of Renee for you all to see. A few months ago I told you about her hair loss. That was all the way back during Surgery One recovery. Well, her hair has made an amazing comeback. We’re talking white-fro comeback and she doesn’t even own a pick-comb. With the 70’s retro look making a comeback also she is stylin’ and groovy baby.

While we’re on the subject of retro ridiculousness, here’s my rant on that other hippie era symbol that’s popped back into the mainstream.

Flush With Peace

Isn’t it great how everything comes around again? We grow up and become our parents and our kids start doing the same things we did. Lately, my daughter has been giving the peace sign. Yes, the peace sign is back in full force. Everywhere you go someone is flashing it at you. Boy, that’s done a lot to stop war, hasn’t it? Bell-bottoms are back, Tie-dyes are back and peace signs are back, now I feel safe.

Where did the peace sign come from? I’ll show you. Go ahead and take your two fingers and make the familiar “V.” Now, point them down and then point them back up. Whoosh, that’s the two fingers you use to flush.

You know what peace is? Flush toilets! That’s right, flush toilets, the ability to go into a private little room and do your business and wave goodbye to yesterday’s taco.

Why didn’t Thomas Crapper win the Nobel Peace Prize? They gave the prize to Yassar Arrafat. Why wasn’t the guy who brought the indoor water closet to the general public so honored? Who do you think has done more for peace?

Don’t you think there would be a lot less suicide bombers if once a day these lunatics could sit down on a clean commode, grab a Reader’s Digest, read a couple of quips from Humor In Tunic, and have ten minutes of alone time to … a … you know … and think twice about strapping a bomb to their freshly wiped butts.

What is the most basic thing that we have that your average cave dwelling terrorists don’t? Flush toilets! You know the saying, flush all your troubles? Well, it’s pretty hard to do that without a toilet. So forget all those other tactics. Just sit down at the negotiation table and say two words, flush toilets. Nobody doesn’t want flush toilets.

If they can’t agree on flush toilets, then, they don’t want peace.

So, let’s bomb the shit out of them!

Peace out!

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And to completely change subjects: Two Kentucky related items hit the national news this week. One voice fell silent, Mary Travers of Peter, Paul and Mary, was born here in Louisville. Another voice, out of the little town of Mayfield, resounded. Kevin Skinner took the America’s Got Talent top prize. I don’t pay much attention to this type of show but I looked at it as an unrehearsed passing of the torch. Let’s hope Kevin stays as true to his roots as Mary.

On the health front, despite all of the sniffles, we’re all feeling pretty good this week. Let’s hope the new year brings a continuation of good health to all of our families and friends and everyone else who isn’t trying to blow us up.