January 12 2008
Well gang, it looks like a rough year ahead. The president is touring the Middle East, telling Palestinian and Israeli alike, that he expects there to be a peace treaty before he is out of office.
You have to hand it to the people of the Middle East in that they did not point their fingers at him and fall to the ground laughing with tears in their eyes.
All of us, the whole world that is, has another year plus to put up with a guy that, if he was in another line of work, would rank right up there with the late Peter Sellers.
The world of sports, just like society as a whole, is being dominated by drugs, cheating, and general lack of character.
The stories of Bonds, Pettite and Clemens are unraveling like the proverbial slow speed chase, and the media is trying to out do each other in the art of dead horse flogging.
Speaking of horses, there is a primary race going on. Reminding ourselves, and the world, of just what a tawdry exercise our democracy really is. It’s like getting style points in mud wrestling.
Gold, the yellow stuff is poised at nine hundred dollars an ounce, while at the same time oil is getting ready to leave a hundred dollars a barrel far behind and gasoline just blowing by three dollars a gallon.
Maybe it’s just what is necessary to make Americans stop watching the pretty moving pictures and falling in love with gas guzzling cars, with surround sound, GPX, climate control and more computers that Space Lab, and realize that they are really just peasants and need smaller more efficient cars.
An outfit in India has just come up with a car that gets fifty miles to the gallon and only costs twenty five hundred dollars.
Four years from now, when gas is four dollars a gallon, and a version of the Tata car is available for four or five thousand dollars on the American market…India will be ready for us.

Till next week
Helga Biermeister
Secretary