How do you know that the Schiavo debacle has reached rock bottom?
That’s an easy one: Jesse Jackson has arrived.
For the record, if I am ever in the unfortunate position of being on life support, I’d rather look up and see Michael Jackson than Jesse Jackson. At the very least, please give me a public advocate who still sort of matters.
By the way, has anyone else been totally irritated that the 24 hour news channels keep interrupting the hospice vigil coverage just to give us updates on some earthquake?
We really do live in ridiculous times.