Sherry Chandler

Got your attention I’ll bet. I see that Tim Russert shuffled off his mortal coil Friday. Bartcop always points out how much Timmeh’s career received a goose from the unrelenting attention he paid to the Bill Clinton/Monica Lewinsky entanglement. He gave it sooo much more that mere lip service. Then Russert brown-tongued Bush’s push to The Final Showdown with Soddamn. But guess this is all nil nisi malum & therefore verboten. so Timmeh gets encomia now for all the wonderful things he accomplished in his career–one accomplishment glossed over is his contribution to the deaths of 4000-odd [actually damn near 4100] American girls and boys who will never have a chance to enjoy their own careers.  Let alone have sex of even have the opportunity to be repulsed or aroused by naughty or deviant forms of it.

Then there’s that poor west coast judge who got his fanny spanked for having a web site which featured nekkid [?] women painted up to look like cows and a photo of some guy “standing next to a sexually excited farm animal.” I can’t quite visualize that last without more specifics. Alas, the web site has been taken down.

AND that OK judge who exposed himself regularly during trials & often disrupted proceedings every time he used a penis pump while on the bench–he got sent to the big house for several years. Guess he’ll get to experience some real tough love. Vincent Bugliosi thinks G. Bush needs to keep him company and perhaps provide some warm comity–his new book indicts Wee Georgie for Murder. If Vincent sez it’s murder, America had better listen. He has some cogent comments over the inappropriate persecution of Bill C. by the Supreme Court and Kenneth Starr.

I felt the need to cleanse some of the muck from my soul, after contemplating the state of Things As They Are, so when I noticed the Hustler Hollywood sign as I was exiting the Wal-Mart recently I decided to go see what kind of low life preverts would frequent such a place. It is so obviously below our Bible Belt–or behind the flies on the britches which that Belt holds up. Lexington officials pitched a hissy several years ago when Hustler opened & started offering Sex! Toys! For! Sale!, but the Hustler abides. Well, I saw any number of ordinary-looking couples and the odd single shopping for their bare necessities–massage oil, lingerie, an odd edible bit of nothing much. They all looked so normal, other than sometimes having an unmanageable armful of vibrators & dildoes et cetera. Why WON’T folks use those handy shopping baskets? Apparent clean-cut College kids were stocking the shelves and asking me frequently if I needed any help. I did not see a single tatoo or biker jacket. The cashiers were not decked out in catsuits or teddies. Guess the ‘Murkan heartland has been pierced at last by the Arrows of Desire, and the quiver has a wal-martish patina of normality. Hustler’s motto is “Relax-it’s only sex.”

KY still has laws against oral-genital contact and other types of “sodomy” but Rite Aid has a Cherry-flavored personal lubricant for sale. I assume it is not intended to soothe lips chapped from kissing.