I have nothing clever to say.

Rocket Man

I’m a huge fan of cover songs. Often times I find myself think­ing how much bet­ter the cover is than the orig­i­nal. This time, I don’t know that it’s bet­ter (Elton’s ver­sion is quite the clas­sic) but it is def­i­nitely good. Even if you aren’t a fan of blue­grass or the banjo you have to appre­ci­ate the skills here. Vocals aren’t bad either.

Shafted Again.

First things first. I stole that title. Plain and sim­ple, in all mat­ters of pla­gia­rism and theft, I stole that title from Bike Snob NYC and I’m not sorry I did.

But, in my defense, I sim­ply couldn’t come up with any­thing bet­ter than what he did. Here’s why:

The New York Times pub­lished this Op-Ed piece by Daniel Duane. I avoided read­ing it for a day or two sim­ply because of the title. I mean, WTF? What part of that title even sounds right and isn’t the least bit offen­sive? Does the fact that it is posed as a ques­tion make it any more ‘polit­i­cally cor­rect’? So, after read­ing it I gave it some time to digest. Each pass­ing minute I kept rolling it over in my head until I got to the point that I just lost it. Think­ing, “Holy shit, what in the hell are peo­ple think­ing!?!” And that’s when I ran across BSNYC’s post regard­ing the same Op-Ed piece. No mat­ter how hard I could try, there isn’t a bet­ter way to get my point across than using his words. So there you go. Go read it here. Now.