I'm still laughing, shaking my head, over the quote below attributed to Arnold S., about "what the racial thing is..." Ah yes, that old "racial thing." But at least Arnold admits that "nothing matters to me." I mean, I can at least respect somone who comes right out and says he doesn't really give a shit. Now I'm sure (well at least reasonably sure, I think) that Arnold would say he didn't really mean that he didn't give a shit, just that he doesn't care whether you're young or old, black or white, you know, that racial thing , he will still more than happily take your vote and be your governor. It's almost quaint really, to listen to someone like Arnold who has enough of a command of the English language to make himself understood but still not so familiar with all the nuances that most politicians and public people use to spread FUD (Fear, Uncertainity, and Doubt). It's refreshing in a kind of brain dead sort of way. Something that harkens back to another era when snake salesmen roamed the land and people still believed that you could tell a person's future by examining the bumps on his head. I suppose sometime in the misty future people will look back at us and shake their heads and marvel that we ever had the balls to believe half the things we did. I just wish I could take a peak into that future right now and find out which half they were. Hoping against hope that it's all the things on the right hand side of the hash mark, don't you know....