May 042016

Well, I went to check on our esteemed governor’s Twitter feed this morning, and was greeted with the following:


That’s right. Governor Robert Bentley—ostensible leader of my state, fondler of ‘Bekah, dodger of Wanda, and a man I voted for twice—blocked me on Twitter.

I can’t be sure which tweet finally pushed our favorite lecherous pepaw over the edge, but I’m guessing it was one of these:

  • I’d like to see us represent men of honor to future generations. As you are wholly unsuited for that, how about resigning?
  • Bobby, your top priority should be going home and being quiet for the rest of your life. Glad to help, sir! Godspeed!
  • Wow, man. Know what? I bet a whole lot of them managed that leadership without groping other men’s wives, too!
  • Indeed! Let us remember all the times we have cheated on our wives. I’m coming up with…nothing. How about you, Governor?

Do I feel badly about any of this? I do not. Do I think I am better than Governor Bentley? I do not.


It is not my place to sit in judgment of Bentley. He seems fairly certain to have committed some acts that I find truly despicable, but even so, I am a man, and we all fall short. (A rather important book tells us that.)

I do remember a time, however, when it was customary for a good man to own his mistakes, and in the interests of dignity and honor, try to atone for them. In the case of a man who held and abused high office to commit his sins, said atonement would include relinquishment of the office.

It is distasteful that there is a phone sex recording of Alabama governor Robert Bentley. It is disgusting that Robert Bentley is still the Alabama governor.

And, as I’ve said in other contexts: contrition that precisely coincides with exposure is probably not contrition.

So, run Bentley off? Yeah. I’d love to. I’d love to reinsert the concept of shame into his world view. That’s the point of my posts. I really don’t care a thing about nailing his sorry ass to the wall. I just want him to go home and be quiet for the rest of his life—somewhere besides the house that belongs to me.

So are you ready for the punchline?

The luv guvnah‘s Twitter block isn’t taking on my phone. Bug in the Windows Phone Twitter client? Don’t know. But I can still see his posts and reply just fine from there. As my friend Jason put it: my tweets are as unimpeachable as he is.

Let’s party, Bobby!

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Apr 282016
  • We watched The Force Awakens this past weekend. Yeah, that’s a fine film indeed. No regrets giving it a 10/10.
  • I had a can of coconut water with my salad at Earth Fare once. I didn’t like it. Now Lea and the boys have tried coconut water from Aldi. They didn’t like it either. We’re all done with coconut water for the rest of our lives. We feel fine about that.
  • I lost my online relationship with one of my favorite young people last week. Best I can tell, she read a post on that she didn’t agree with and blocked me everywhere. That’s what too many of us do now, and it seems to me the younger the person, the worse the tendency. You disagree, you disappear. She’s smart, and a talented writer, too. It’s really too bad. I’ll miss her.
  • Purple Rain is not a very good movie, but it’s (of course) worth seeing for the music. It’s on the big screen in the Huntsville area through the weekend.
  • So I hear hither and yon that the next Alien movie is going to ignore 3 and Resurrection. I think that’s really the only way you can do it. I think Alien³ might have been really amazing with a more mature David Fincher directing it. As it sits, it’s one of the more splendidly illustrative examples of a squandered film. Of course, this is a chance for Newt to live—but as she’s 40 years old now and never acted again, I think she’ll need to be recast.
  • New Nintendo console coming early next year. Sounds like they know they need a big differentiator.
  • Need plans for Saturday? Come out to Straight to Ale for the 1st Sicario Heat Challenge. I’m entered. Activities begin about 3, with the challenge itself at 6.
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Apr 142016

Please say a prayer for Ryan Parris, a fine young man I know by association about four different ways. He has a rare eye disease that is threatening, among other things, his University of Alabama football career. Earlier this week my friend Cliff, who is an Uber driver, picked up a fellow who had just […]

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Mar 242016

Spring Break week is tough. My entire family lies around while I have to get up. It’s harder than it sounds. So Fall Out Boy’s “Centuries” includes an unambiguous and prominent bit of Suzanne Vega’s “Tom’s Diner.” When I was researching whether she was credited as a writer on “Centuries” (she is), I learned that […]

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