Apparently, I’ve been a negligent cad, so I’ll attempt to belatedly atone for my sin of omission. The weekend before last, Crossbo and I joined some of our buddies at Masterson Station Park for a romp around the cross-country course. It was recently brought to my attention that I had dissed him by failing to muse here about how wonderful he was. So I’ll try to give him the credit he well deserves.
Some actuaries might claim that I passed mid-life several years ago. Other people have told me that middle age is always 10 years older than one’s current age, which sounds reasonable to me. I’ve also heard that you’re only as old as you feel, which sounded like good advice until it got me busted for walking around campus feeling 18-year-olds. Regardless of which side of mid-life I’m really on, the half-century mark which arrived in May brought that common male menopausal craving to indulge myself with a new turbocharged toy.
Maybe this story should be titled “Did He or Didn’t He?” And maybe it shouldn’t make a difference anyway. Our “news” media has become so obssessed with feeding us endless trivia about a few people that they declare “newsworthy” while ignoring real issues. And just because a person is a famous entertainer doesn’t make his political views any more valid than anyone else’s. But it still seems just a little strange that when somebody as well-known and popular as David Letterman endorses (or seems to endorse) a presidential candidate, it gets absolutely no mention from the media.