Posted 12:43 AM by Gene

As the sudden population explosion of collegiate town drunks slowly recedes into its hangovers, I think tonight is no time to be celebrating, what with how Wall Street is destroying our economy, and how we're about to elect as president either a clueless boob or an imperial megalomaniac, and how we've inflicted ourselves with an unshakable sense of national ennui. I hope The Messiah surprises us by realizing an inner humility, and an inner reserve, and seeing that He must govern more than a third of the nation, and one hopes He will lay off the cheap stunts, but I'm betting Speaker Babs forces His hand.

Aside from being deprived of my sleep I'm angry because these cheering cretins don't realize a Series win only benefits the owners -- and the players who will quickly decamp for richer sites -- and then I can see our governing superiors with their feet on the rails in their luxury boxes, who couldn't stop the slaughter in our ghetto (yes, we have a ghetto) if they had Superman, but still manage to act as though they rule the planet, and on whom their smug smiles cannot be wiped off even by a conviction.

I wonder how much crowd "control" and cleaning up the vomit costs us tonight, and when they win the Series. Enough that we can't afford. One other thing -- what is the average profit margin in Seligism?