Watergate

Some GWoP cuckoo named Therese --- a name I mention in case you all recognize that name as belonging to the PENNMOMMY family of cuckoo puffs -- sent me an accusatory comment that I "have been noticeably and curiously silent on the Watergate matter." Spittle. Spittle. Spittle.

As if, what, Therese? As if that video is vindication that you and the rest of the GWoPpers aren't a bunch a madcows?

You'd be wrong. I think you're all nuttier than ever. I didn't think this was possible but the collective IQ over there may have even dropped a point.

I can't get worked up about the Watergate video for one simple reason: it was merely a moment in time. Correction. It was only one very short moment in time for which there appear to be multiple edited versions. Gee, I wonder if someone is trying to make news?

Even if I were to assess the version of the video which tries to paint Kate in the worst possible light, I can't come to any conclusions.

I have no idea what happened in the days, hours and minutes prior to the video.

And I have no idea what happened in moments after the video.

For all I know, Mady had just polished off a Jumbo-Size Grape Slurpee and needed another drink of anything like she needed a hole in the head.

For all I know, Kate went and purchased Mady a lifetime supply of water immediately following the 4 minute video clip.

And during the video, I can't say that Kate did anything that I wouldn't have done myself. You see, I try not to reward my child's bad behavior with attention. I'm pretty sure all those new-fangled Parenting Coaches tell us not to do that too. And for crap sake, can't we go a whole 7 days before our kidneys shut down?

Perhaps it follows, Therese, that I shouldn't have rewarded your bad behavior by responding to your comment. Perhaps I shouldn't reward the bad behavior of the entire GWoP blog by sponsoring this blog.

But you're adults, Therese. Presumably.

If by now you haven't figured out that no response to your behavior most likely means you're doing something wrong, you'll never figure it out. You leave the rest of us no choice but to spell everything out for you in plain, bold letters.

Poor 'ol seething Serena (not her real name) just can not understand why no one is "actually putting some decent laws in place. You know, like this blog has been asking for since last Spring!" Spittle. Spittle. Spittle. Marcia! Marcia! Marcia!

Keep banging your head against the wall, Serena.

I'm confident the answer will never dawn on you and I fully enjoy watching you and your trolling buddies make fools of yourselves and your oh-so faithful blog followers.

As a reminder, the deadline for voluntarily sending your identity to Serena is June 15th.