4 o'clock. Still no word. Lamedy lame, lame, lame. Looks like I'll be finding something else to do tomorrow and if they tell me it doesn't work, they can fucking kiss my ass.

Speaking of kissing my ass, here's what's gonna be the big story of the next few days:

Yep, as if we don't have enough things to worry about, some Federal Judge here in SF ruled that reciting the Pledge of Allegiance is unconstitutional. That whole "under God" thing (did you know that the "under god" thing didn't even exist in the pledge until the 1950's when it was added to help fight the godless Commies?).

And just as expected, fireworks are exploding everywhere. Heard that in protest, Congress took time out from whatever the fuck they do these days (not reforming the financial system, not finding out what happened to cause 9/11, not fixing healthcare, etc) to stand up and recite the Pledge. You go! And you can be sure Smirkboy will have something to weigh in on the subject, although if we're lucky, he'll try and say "indivisible."

What it means is that I won't be able to watch any news channel for the next week or so as it'll be full of all the usual blowhards and windbags getting all huffy puffy about something that every school kid in the country has to recite simply because they're told to. I know whenever I recited it, I thought of the importance and deeper meaning of each word- each phrase- and would never even dare to use that time to do something frivolous like stare at Katie Noble's breasts or ways to cheat on my math homework. And we'll get all those wonderful man in the street interviews with people who'll say how outrageous it is, and how it's another sign of the decline of the country and how it'll make our country that much closer to being nothing more than a country full of exploitative reality TV shows, dope smoking teenagers, and profanity spewing musicians (whoops). Maybe we'll get really lucky and get William Bennett to go on TV and tell everyone how it shows once again that everything wrong with the country is all the fault of a bunch of dope-smoking hippie liberals. Not only that, if we could make a drinking game out of how many times a politician, in reference to the decision, will mention 9/11, we'll all be spewing our guts out like a Freshman in high school after her second wine cooler because if 9/11 taught us anything, it's how important it is to recite pledges every morning before history class. After all, if we don't recite the Pledge of Allegiance every morning, the terrorists will have won.

To all the people who are about to go ballistic about it. And even to the people who first issued the law-suit (because, really, when our civil liberties are slowly getting chewed up and spit out more and more, day by day, what really does saying "under God" have to do with anything?), I say this.

Whatever.

Repeat after me:

"It just doesn't matter! It just doesn’t matter! It just doesn't matter! It just doesn't matter!"

I will vote for any politician who, when asked about the thing on like "the Larry King Show" or "Crossfire" just turns to the camera and says "you know, who really cares."

I can dream, can't I?