Friday, December 02, 2005

Holy Smokes!!!

Whoa! Your humble narrator has been on extended leave. Upon his return from sabbatical, he found the staff in the janitor's closet giving each other blow jobs and others sleeping at their desks. Consequently, there was a massive lay off. No severance for you, motherfuckers. Get your lazy asses outta here!!!
There was a very interesting story in the Minneapolis Star Tribune's Sunday November 27th issue. It was about the so-called CSI effect on juries in Hennepin County courtrooms. It seems that when selecting juries, it has now become necessary to question prospective jurors regarding how often they watch any or all of the various CSI shows and how credible they find the investigative methods. Many jurors have begun to ask for CSI-esque evidence and presentations in the court room. Jesus fucking Christ on a gottdam hot dog stick! People just never seem to surprise your most gracious of narrators at just how fucking stupid they are! Lemme tell you something. Most crime scene investigators are overweight, middle-aged community college graduates. Just take a gander at the real CSI show on The Learning Channel. Of course it is obvious, is it not, that folks who would really believe this shit don't know learning from their buttholes. CSIs are not smoking hot blondes or redheads and they don't make the list of People Magazine's hottest Latino men. Sorry. And as for the techniques that are employed to gather and analyze evidence on the CSI: Gary, Indiana or CSI: Weirton, West Virginia shows, most of that shit don't even exist! It's made up! It's a fuckin' television show! And how many CSIs do you see running around that whenever they make some statement of gravity you suddenly hear Roger Daltrey screaming his head off? I didn't think so.
Come on people! Get your head outta your asses for the benefit of the rest of us. Please!