Oh Shit, She's Reproducing!

   Sad but true. Kim Kartrashian is carrying Kanye West's spawn, meaning yet another addition to the seemingly endless supply of Kardashians. And, no doubt, yet another "reality" show about her and the kid.
   And it also means 9 months hearing about her every time she fucking pukes or something. At least until the brat's born. Then who knows how much more bullshit we'll be hearing about the baby etc. Which makes me wonder. Will she give birth like a human, or will the kid sorta grow under her left armpit in a pod before dropping off and morphing into human form? Sorry. That was unkind. Tough shit. One thing though. At least being preggers, her gut will help offset that massive ass of hers. Sort of balance her out.
   And now the question of names has to be brought up, and I have 2 suggestions. If it's a boy, Karl and if it's a girl, Kristina. All in keeping with the family tradition of naming their kids with a "K". But I don't know how that'll fly with daddy. I mean either way it's going to end up Kim, Kanye, Karl. Or Kim, Kanye, Kristina. Somehow I don't think Mr. West is going to like his kids initials being K.K.K, do you?
   'Nuff said.

Totally Disgusting

   That's the nice way of putting it after a case in Delhi, India sparked worldwide outrage. A 23 year old woman was gang raped on a moving bus in that city by 6 men, who then threw her out of the still moving vehicle. She was taken to Singapore for specialized treatment of head and other injuries I won't go into. She died there Saturday, local time. The 6 "men" have now been charged with murder, along with sexual assault.
   This has drawn attention to a larger problem on the sub-continent, where women are routinely treated worse than dogs. Female fetuses are routinely aborted, infant girls are routinely killed, women are routinely raped, tortured and killed. No wonder India is one of the worst places to be born female. And the reason behind this? A man simply wants sons. Not daughters.
   The most horrendous part of this is no one intervened. None of the other passengers stepped in, and the bus driver didn't even stop! But given what I've stated above, is it really a surprise no one helped? The answer is, unfortunately, no. Mistreatment of women goes back generations, and is, unfortunately, an ingrained part of a good chunk of society there. I'm not painting the whole population with the same brush, but it sorta says it all when not too many years ago, a wife was expected to throw herself on her hubby's funeral pyre and die with him.
   And lets also not forget the cases of brides being burned by their newlywed spouses. And I'm sure the list of atrocities against women is one hell of a lot longer than what I've chronicled.
   And the protests against such maltreatment have started in Delhi, Mumbai, Calcutta and other centres. The protesters want not only justice for the 23 year old, but changes in the way women are treated. Sadly, though, calling for what's almost a societal change likely won't result in many improvements, and the mistreatment of women will continue. But if any proposed changes save even one life, they might be worth it. Every journey starts with one small step.
   As for the "men" accused in this case.....justice should be swift and simple if they're found guilty. They should all be hung by their testicles. And once they rip off, hang them by the neck.
   'Nuff said.

Trains 7, People 6 (Provisional)

   We do indeed have an updated scorecard in our Trains vs People match. And, yes, People have pulled out an astonishing comeback.....provisionally. Why just provisionally? Well, it seems the people who survived were all contract workers for C.N Rail. It seems they were doing routine maintenance on a stretch of track near Edmonton, Alberta, when a train leaving the city struck them, leaving them with serious injuries.
   But does this count? The scorecard I was tallying on was for those who became Darwin nominees by taking themselves out of the gene pool, or those who were lucky (or drunk) enough to survive a near miss. There were the 2 guys who died within days of each other earlier this year crossing tracks while listening to music on their ear-buds. Shit, one was even texting at the time. Then there was another guy who got clobbered while crossing the tracks also listening to music. There were 3 (if memory serves) in Regina, Saskatchewan, and one near Saskatoon. The survivors were mostly drunks.
   But you know what? In the spirit of the season, I'm going to credit these 3, and hopefully all survive.
   So, as 2012 draws to a close, it's Trains 7, People 6.
   'Nuff said.

Are You Ready Yet? With Apologies To Clement Moore

   Tis the day before Christmas and all through the malls, last minute shoppers are busting their balls.
   But our presents were wrapped and secreted with care, in case curious children should see them somewhere.

   The children were nestled all snug in their beds, while visions of Wii-U games danced in their heads.
   And mama in her teddy, and me in my hat and just settled in for a nice winter's "nap".

   When out in the street there arose such a clatter, I sprung out of bed to see what was the matter.
   I tore open the shutter and threw open the sash, and what did I see but  a horrible crash.

   The moon on the crust of my un-shovelled snow gave light to the tussle far down below.
   And what to my still blooshot eyes (see below) should appear, than 2 withered old men fighting over a beer!

   Then one drunken driver got really sick, and I knew goddamn well it wasn't St. Nick.
   More rapid than coursers his curses they came, but they were so vile that that the words I can't name.

   "You ****er, You ****ole, You ****head You ******.  "Oh damnit, I'm drunken, You ****ing damn ******er.
   I have puked on the porch, I have barfed on the wall. Go clean it up, clean it up, clean it up all.

   Then he did something I'd never try, he got in his car and again tried to make it fly!
   He crashed with such violence he did take to the sky, and up to my roof top his Mazda did fly.
   With the drunken old man, who was really sick, too.

  Then I heard some new noises from up on the roof, and I wished that he'd fall, the stupid old goof. I was turning to go when I heard a new sound.
   He'd tripped, and came down my chimney and, fell drunk to the ground.

   He was dressed up in tatters from his head to his foot. And needless to say, he was covered in soot!
   He swore once again "Oh, my poor ****in' back". He looked like a hobo, strung out on crack.

   His eyes they were bloodshot, some teeth he was missing. His cheeks they were rosy, all bloodshot from drinking.
  His horrible mouth all drawn up in a sneer made me wish that my shotgun was somewhere quite near.

   The stump of a spliff he had clenched in his few teeth, while the stench of pot smoke circled us both like a wreath.
   With his unpleasant face and massive beer belly, I knew the old fart would be really quite smelly.

   He was fat and disgusting, the stupid old elf, and I retched at the sight of him in spite of myself.
   With a leer in his eye and a really limp wrist, I couldn't wait to get rid of this pest.

   He spoke not a word, but went right to work. Then pulled out his Willy and gave it a jerk!
   Then laying a coke spoon upside his nose, took a really big hit and up the chimney he rose.

   He leaped back in his Mazda as cop sirens whistled, the drove off my roof, and crashed in some thistle.
   And I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight "I wish I hadn't been so pissed up tonight"

   With apologies to Clement Moore: Merry Christmas!
   'Nuff said.

Oh, My Aching Head!

   It was epic. The "End Of  The World" bash at my place went well. What I can remember of it at any rate. A bunch of us got together to celebrate the ancient Mayan calendar prediction that the world was to end on December 21, 2012. Yesterday. We all knew it was bullshit, but it made for a great party. At which we all ate and drank far too much.
   The best part was all our guests arrived and left by taxi, meaning no one got behind the wheel sloshed and had their world ended in a tragic accident. I think we ushered the last guest out the door about 3:00 a.m. I think. Then, the missus and I staggered into bed.
   Some 6 hours later, I thought I heard my bride of 30 years groaning in agony. I asked if she was o-kay, and got a response that sounded an awful lot like "Not really. Now fuck off and die". A couple hours after that, she woke me again asking what time it was. I rolled over and looked at our alarm clock and said "Saturday". She asked me to be a little more specific, so I said "there are a bunch of numbers, but they could mean anything". To which I got a response that sounded an awful lot like "Thanks. Now fuck off and die. Or at least fuck off and let ME die".
   I really have no idea when I eventually got up and started popping Advil like it was Pez, but here I am. And after the hangover I'm suffering right now, I almost wish the Mayans were right and the world HAD ended.
   Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I'm going to fuck off and die. At least for the rest of today. And maybe Sunday.
   'Nuff said.

Everyone Relax.....The NRA Has Spoken!

   Yup! The powerful gun lobby group in the States has indeed chimed in on the Newtown massacre after a week of silence. And I find it totally inappropriate that they chose to hold a news conference a week to the day after 26 people were slaughtered at the elementary school. On a day when church and other bells were tolling 26 times, one for each of the 20 children and 6 adults, in many communities across the U.S.
   And needless to say, the NRA claims tougher gun laws will not prevent future shootings. The groups Vice President, Wayne LaPierre, instead called for armed guards to be put in every school across that wonderful nation. In effect, that means turning schools into prisons. What next? Keep the kids in segregation cells to make sure they're safe?
   He also trotted out the tired old argument we hear about blaming ultra violent video games like Grand Theft Auto and Bulletstorm for such tragic massacres. Bull fucking shit! I've been hearing the argument about such games de-sensitizing kids to violence for years. In some cases, I'm sure they do. But most of the young people I know realize there's a difference between such games and real life. Granted, there are a few who either can't or don't know the difference. But if the suggestion is ban violent video games.....that simply ain't gonna fly.
   Mr. LaPierre also trotted out the tired old argument about the media for "vilifying guns and gun owners, and for publicizing inaccuracies about guns". Cough (bullshit) cough. The media does not vilify guns and gun owners. They vilify the people who use guns to kill a lot of other people.
   He also suggested that "gun free" school designations actually tell every insane killer in America that schools are the safest place to inflict maximum mayhem with minimum risk. I also heard him suggest that there should be a national Mental Health Registry set up.
   In my humble (?) opinion, Mr. LaPierre is living in some kind of La-La land. In Canada, we have, in my humble (?) opinion overly strict regulations. Hell, the government just did away with the long gun registry. Which is a good thing. We still have to have an FAC (Firearms Acquisition Certificate) where the owner is thoroughly checked before he/shhe is allowed to buy a gun. Much stricter that some parts of the States.
   Does the U.S need a stricter form of gun control? I'll leave that up to the politicians there to decide. And one very important point about the massacre that I didn't hear from Mr. LaPierre during what I saw watching the news conference. The guns used were all legally obtained by Adam Lanza's mother. And he stole them. I guess they should also be calling for stricter gun storage laws too.
   'Nuff said.

It's A Fake

   It was hard to avoid this viral video making the rounds the other day. A friend of mine showed it to me, and after the "What-The-Fuck-Was-That" moment, we watched again to be sure what we thought we saw was what we actually saw. And we saw a golden eagle swoop down from the sky and snatch a little kid right off he ground! The bird didn't get far before dropping the tyke, who you see crying but otherwise unhurt. Holy shit! This supposedly happened in Montreal, Quebec.
   The story (and video) made headlines across Canada and even internationally. It got millions of views in just one day. And, of course, it never really happened.
   3 students in 3-D animation have come forward to say they staged the whole thing using computer graphics for the eagle and the baby after studying other viral videos, and coming up what what sure looks real. Until you look again. When you see the "bird" drop the "child", the kid is still rising, even after the talons let go. And the "child" in question isn't struggling, which you'd expect.
   So, why did they do it? As part of a project. They spent 400 hours creating the video, and the school gave a perfect score to any video getting more than 100 thousand views.
   I guess these guys passed with "flying" colors!
   'Nuff said.

It's Still "Merry Christmas"

  It's been a few days since I posted the story from Saskatoon, Saskatchewan about the atheist who was pissed off about transit buses scrolling "Merry Christmas" messages (see below). Since then, it seems a committee of that city's council has re-affirmed the "Merry Christmas" messages will be allowed to continue. At least for this year. The whole issue has been referred to another committee for study.
   In fact, the committee ruling on Ashu Solo's request to have them taken off debated for a whole 5 minutes before ruling against him. He says he's still planning on going to the Human Right's Commission. Good luck. You'll need it.
   And speaking of planning, that's what's kept me from posting lately, as I'm still getting ready for the "Apocalypse" party Friday, when the Mayan calendar says the world will end.
   I'll have more on that Saturday. For sure.
   'Nuff said.

It's "Merry Christmas"

   And it seems a Grinch in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan wants it cancelled. At least on transit buses. What I'm talking about is those programmable signs you see on city buses anywhere telling you the route name and number. But it appears in Toon Town, the "Merry Christmas" message has been scrolling in that window. And that's pissed off Ashu Solo. He's demanding the messages be removed, and an apology issued by the 22nd, or he'll lodge a complaint with that provinces Human Rights Commission.
   It also seems someone in that city's administration ORDERED their removal, which has sparked outrage among some council members. Not to mention the public. In fact, most people have no problem with the message. Other than Solo, who seems to think a public conveyance should not be scrolling a religious message.
   And it's not the first time this douche has bitched to the Commission. It seems he was steamed about a council member offering a prayer at a volunteer banquet.
   As you know, I'm an avowed atheist who has no use for religion in any way, shape or form. But I still wish people a "Merry Christmas". Especially since a lot of people do believe. I have no qualms about it, and I'm not going to blow a gasket over something as simple as a digital message on a bus.
   And if Solo has a problem with it, he can either shut the fuck up or get the fuck out of my country. We don't want you here. I have a lot of friends from different cultures and religions. Hell, my Muslim friends are the first to wish me Merry Christmas. And I'm just as likely to wish them a solemn and dignified Ramadan. They're not offended by our traditions and culture, especially since they chose to come here.
   So, Merry Christmas to All, except Ashu Solo, and to all a Good Night!
   'Nuff said.

She's Baaaack.....Again

   Yup! The Senator's wife is back in the news again. But this time, 23 year old Maygan Sensenberger is without her 69 year old hubby, Senator Rod Zimmer. Seems May is trying to make over her "Crazy Airplane Lady" image by starring in a movie.
   I'm not shitting you. May is in a movie. And she's got the starring role to boot! Seems she's been cast as Grand Mother in the digital film "First Ladies", which is being screened in Ottawa at the Digi60 film festival.
   Seems May is the head of state of North America in the process of establishing world peace with an all female government. Yeah, right. Not that women can't govern, and certainly it would be a lot more peaceful if they did (probably), but Maygan Sensenberger?!? You'll remember she was busted on a flight to Saskatoon for allegedly threatening her husband. That charge was eventually dropped.
   The director of this "epic" says May was easy to work with, and has a future in acting (cough, cough), and they're working on a feature film.
   I guess casting her as Grand Mother actually made sense, since she's sleeping with someone old enough to be her grandfather. As for the acting, well I've already blogged about that.
   Will I be watching this film? Fuck, no. I'd rather watch paint dry. Or my cat hacking up a fur ball. I just wish she'd fade into obscurity.
   'Nuff said.

It's Happened Again

   A horrific scene in Newton, Connecticut where a gunman walked into an elementary school and started shooting. When it was over, 27 people including 20 students were dead. The shooter, 24 year old Ryan Lanza of New Jersey, was also found dead, but it's not known if he killed himself or police did. Also killed was the school's principal, psychologist and the shooters mother, who was a teacher at the school. Police say she was killed before the rampage started. One report says an entire classroom was unaccounted for. Several of the injured had serious wounds.
   Witnesses say Lanza had 4 weapons and had a bullet-proof vest on. Some accounts say as many as 100 shots were fired. Reports I've seen say cops picked up another person in the woods nearby wearing camo pants. It's not clear of he was an accomplice.
   If the death toll is 27, it would be one of the worst mass killings in U.S history, and will certainly re-ignite the debate over gun control down there. And maybe it's time my American friends took a serious look at some form of control after this, the Oregon mall shooting and the massacre at the Batman movie earlier this year.
   The tough question is would even a watered down version of what we in Canada have even work? My guess is no. Even before the gun lobby gets started, there's the Constitutional Amendment on the right to bear arms.
   But after this horrific incident, you almost need to stop and wonder if the right to bear arms supersedes the right of young children to grow old, have kids and grandkids of their own. In my opinion, no. It does not.
   Whatever the outcome. it will not be a Merry Christmas for the families of those killed in yet another senseless bloodbath.
   'Nuff said.

Thursday Ratbag Ramblings

   'Tis the season when things start winding down ahead of the festive season, and also on the sites I scan regularly. Mostly politics and the economy; Snore. That's one reason I haven't been posting much lately. So today, it's another ramble.
   And we'll start with Justin Bieber:

   As you know by now, I'm not a fan of the little twerp, but my dislike of him has been topped by a guy in the States who actually hired a couple of hitmen to bump him off. Seriously! Dana Martin is already serving 2 life sentences for raping and killing a girl in Vermont. He tried to hire 2 guys to castrate the Beeb, and strangle him with a paisley necktie! Oh, yeah. It was supposed to happen during a concert at Madison Square Garden last month. The plot unravelled, and Beebs lived to lipsynch on.
   In England, a guy died while going "Gangnam Style". He was doing the horse riding maneuver when he complained of chest pain and collapsed Saturday. The guy was a married father of 3, and was at a Christmas party. Needless to say, British cardiologists are warning older men not to over exert themselves during the festive season.
   Finally, car news. Seems a guy in San Francisco has invented a gyroscopically stabilized car called the "LIT C1". The car will do 0 to 60 in 6 seconds, have a top speed of 120 mph and a range of 200 miles. And it's not electrically powered either. No, it runs on good old gas. The base price for this is 24 thousand dollars, and what sets it apart from other autos is the fact it has only 2 wheels. We used to call those "motorcycles". True, this is totally enclosed, and it costs 24 grand. Shit, for that kind of cash you can find a used sports car for a lot less, if you don't mind an older vehicle.
   But having to put up with our Canadian winters, my bet would be a honking big 4X4.
   'Nuff said.

12/12/12

   It is December 12, 2012, one of the days for the supposed apocalypse. And apparently, those forecasts may have been a bit more accurate than we thought. Because sometime this morning, a large asteroid zoomed through our cosmic backyard. How large? About 3 miles across at it's widest point. Large enough to cause massive damage had it hit the earth. How close in our cosmic backyard? 4.3 million miles. Admittedly, that's quite a ways off, but still a near miss when you look at some of the other distances in the solar system. And today, 12/12/12, marked the space rock called "Toutatis" closest approach.
   If the sky was clear in your part of the world, you might've been able to see it. If you had a "top notch" telescope. In fact, you might still be able to see it over the next few days.
   How catastrophic would a direct hit have been? Scientists believe the asteroid that caused the mass extinction of the dinosaurs 65 million years ago was about twice the size of Toutatis.
   But it's not all gloom and doom. Not by a long shot. Thousands of couples got married on 12/12/12, and there was one kid who had his 12th birthday today. And according to his birth records, he was born at 12:12 p.m.
   And in case you're wondering, the next repeat date won't be for another 88 years.
   I'm still waiting got 21/12/12, the date an ancient Mayan calendar says will see the end of the world. Planning for my "End Of The World" bash is going well. The booze has been bought, and I'm laying in a huge stock of Advil for the bitch of a hangover I know I'll wake up with when, not surprisingly, the sun rises on the 22nd.
   'Nuff said.

It's Not Funny Anymore

   You've no doubt heard this by now. A nurse at the London hospital that was treating the Duchess of Cambridge (Kate) was found dead this morning. Jacintha Saldanha was the person who answered the phone at King Edward VII hospital, and passed the callers on to the ward nurse who gave what were supposed to be confidential details of her morning sickness to the callers, who were supposed to be the Queen and Prince Charles. It was, of course, 2 disc jockeys at an Australian radio station pretending to be the royals.
   These 2 ass-clowns (Michael Christian and Mel Greig) later apologized for the prank, which has turned tragic. Police in London say it appears Jacintha took her own life, but they have yet to definitively link her role in passing the call on to her death.
   The D.J's say they're shocked over the death, and would stay off their show until further notice because of it. My guess is management yanked them off the air, and are now deciding whether or not to make it permanent. Reports I've seen say the station in question was still promoting the hoax an hour news of Saldanha's death broke.
   Saldanha was a married mother of 2, and hospital officials in London say she was a very good nurse, and was not facing any disciplinary action for her role in the prank.
   So, what should happen now? From my perspective the 2 idiots who started the prank should be fired, and banned from radio for life. Not only that, but either they or their station should be held liable for any role this "prank" played in Saldanha's death. And they should be forced to compensate her family.
   And I'm sure this won't be the last time someone tries such a stunt. But before any of you radio people think about pulling something, also think of the consequences that may happen in the fallout.
   'Nuff said.

More Random Thursday Ratbag Ramblings

   And we'll start today with Justin Bieber. The Grammy nominations came out today (yeah, I usually wouldn't care either) and it seems he was shut out. That in turn lead his manager to rant about it on Twitter. Does the Beeb deserve a Grammy nomination? In my humble(?) opinion: Shit no. Not unless you're gonna give a Grammy to the guy who invented autotune in the first place, since it seems that's about the only way that turd can sign. Well, that and lip-synching. Anyway, his manager went on and on about how the kid "deserved" it, yadda-yadda-yadda. Since his "fan" base seems to be early teen age girls, I'm not surprised. Scooter (that's his name) Braun was, tweeting the Grammy committee "blew it". I disagree. I think they got it dead right with him. Especially after he BANNED music critics and commentators from his shows after the negative feedback he got at the Grey Cup game. As for who did get the nod.....like I said, I don't care, and will NOT be watching the Grammys, thereby keeping a strong tradition alive.
   Moving on.
   Kate-mania continues after her release from hospital today. She'd been in since Monday for a severe morning sickness symptom. And as I predicted, the media were rows deep waiting for a picture. She's going to be resting for a while at Kensington Palace. And while I maintain I have no gripe with her or the rest of the Windsor Mob, it might be for the best if she stayed there until the baby's born. Not only for her, but for the majority of us who don't really need to know every move she makes.
   Moving on.
   This has been a great week for space exploration. Not only is Voyager 1 nearing interstellar space (see my blog below), but NASA says they've found evidence of water ice at the north pole on the nearest planet to the sun, Mercury. Not overly surprising, since the pole tilts at just 1 degree, and there's no atmosphere to deflect the suns radiated heat. They also say the latest Mars rover's first probe of Martian dirt shows.....dirt! With no sign of organic compounds. Nor did they find any sign of the Illudium Q-36 Explosive Space Modulator! Keep looking Curiosity.
   Till next time:
   'Nuff said.

The Little Spaecraft That Could

   Voyager 1 is poised to leave the solar system. Voyagers 1 and 2 were launched 35 years ago in 1977, and after taking magnificent pictures of Jupiter and Saturn among others, both were sent on trajectories which will see them head into interstellar space.
   Now, Voyager 1 has hit the "magnetic highway", a region where the effects from outside our system can be measured, even though mission scientists say it could be another year or 3 before the 1560 pound craft finally crosses over. The craft is also nearly 18 billion kilometers from the sun, while it's sister craft Voyager 2 is some 14 billion kilometers out.
   And scientists are still getting data from them! That's because both are using plutonium as a power source. The cameras that took so many stunning pictures, including a panorama of our solar system dubbed the "Family Portrait" some 22 years ago, were turned off after that landmark of some 60 images including our earth. The planet the late, great Carl Sagan called "The Pale Blue Dot".
   How much longer will they keep going? Mission specialists expect they could go on transmitting for another 8 years, until 2020. Then they will go "dark" for the final time as they head deeper into interstellar space.
   And if someone or thing comes across them in the future? Both have golden records attached which contain both pictures and images. And keep in mind, these are analog, not digital.
   For the record, both Voyagers were supposed to last only 5 years! So keep on going!
   'Nuff said.

Leave Them Alone!!!

   So, the speculation has ended. There will be the pitter-patter of royal feet in Britain next year, as Buckingham Palace has confirmed Kate is preggers. And apparently, she hasn't had an easy time so far. She's in hospital suffering a severe symptom of morning sickness.
   There's been no word when the baby is due, and.....since she's in the very early stages.....no word what flavour the child will be. Not that it matters anymore anyway. The rules governing the line of succession have been changed to reflect "modern" times. It means it won't matter if it's a boy or a girl, the baby will be 3rd in line to the throne. In the past, the male child had preference, regardless of birth order.
   And whatever it is, I hope it's healthy.
   Now, to address the the title of this post, "Leave Them Alone!!!" I'm sure the paparazzi will be several rows deep straining and craning to be the first to get a photo of the Royal Baby Bump. I hope they all fall to their doom. First off, the big news has been broken, and the next big news will be the birth. In between I don't care how many pickle, sardine, marmalade and ice ream sandwiches she eats. Nor do I really care how much weight she puts on. So long as it's not a Jessica Simpson gain. But, no. We're going to be inundated with endless photos of pregnant Kate getting into a car. Pregnant Kate getting out of a car. Pregnant Kate walking through a door. Pregnant Kate cradling her "baby bump".  A term I have come to loath by the way. Then, of course, pregnant Kate entering the hospital. And Kate coming out of the hospital with the baby.
   I don't have anything against the couple, but we're going to be Kate'd to death.
   So, here's what the Royal household should do. Issue an "official" photo or 2 of Will and Kate during her pregnancy, and one or 2 of the happy couple after the baby's born. Before Kate leaves the hospital. And release them to "trusted" and traditional media sources, hopefully spiking the slimearazzi before they get a chance to publish anything.
   Not that that's going to stop them. They'll be out there with their super long range telephoto lenses, trying to be the "first" with a picture. Maybe we should give Will a sniper rifle with a super long telescopic sight to shoot back!
   'Nuff said.

*****UPDATED Tuesday, December 4: It was just what I feared would happen. Every single news channel I tuned into, T.V and radio, was Kate's Baby Bump this, Kate's Baby Bump that. And I also fear it'll be more of the same tomorrow, and the day after etc, etc, etc. O-kay. She's pregnant. But isn't it time the media moved on to some REAL news? The "fiscal cliff" in the States? The ongoing war against terror? Please. Anything but Kate's Baby Bump!!!