Like an opioid addict locked in a CVS pharmacy overnight, I just can’t help myself.  I’m sorry to drag you through this muck again.

But I gotta piggyback a tad on last week’s brilliant dissertation on the breathtaking insanity and divisiveness of cancel culture.

And elevate the conversation to make a much bigger point.

OK, “elevating” conversations isn’t my forte, but I’m gonna give it a whirl.

Again, I’m completely obsessed with this crap…like this week’s latest entry…an attempt by some nitwit NY Times Lib columnist named Charles Blow to cancel Speedy Gonzalez.

No need to brace yourself…I’ll resist jokes about that fabulous last name.  And yes…it’s killing me. Continue reading →