Good morning, all you happy people! I’ve been sparse of late, having spent a week with a houseful of guests, then another week catching up with work, where all is chaos. But sad to say, I’m back, so are weekend links, and there will even be a Return To Jewsday. Let’s see how fucking crazy everything is:

Here’s a story that gets weirder and weirder. Or perhaps not- maybe it’s heading where we all knew it would. Whatever, everyone involved is worthy of hate. It’s too bad that these people have spawned and added their contribution to the human gene pool.

The steepness of the pyramid increases, as inevitably does the onset of the day of reckoning. I have my own idea of the solution, but it’s ideas like that which keep me from ever having politics as a career.

Stories like this make me unaccountably happy. This confirms the suspicion that I am fundamentally not a nice person.

Here’s some superb viewing if you enjoy watching insufferable academics get their asses handed to them. Charles Cooke is the best argument I have about the value of immigration to our country.

As bad as Chicago is, we really don’t have many incidents like this happening at our sports events. I can wear an Orioles hat to a Cubs game or a Ravens cap to a Bears game, and the worst that will happen is some good-natured ribbing. We’ll see what happens when I wear my Ravens gear at Lambeau, but I suspect it will be much the same- people here are fanatic about their sports, but totally cool about “outsiders.” Unless you wear a Packers shirt, in which case, expect to be shot. But that’s only reasonable.

When I put my Giant Meteor 2016 bumper sticker on during the last election, I got a lot of honking and thumbs-ups from other drivers. They’ll be delighted to know that, despite not winning, he’s not done yet.

Oh, and delightfully, the Steinbrenners lost last night, with my personal highlight being a demonstration of Gonzalez’s future as a pitcher- that throw to the plate from left field was not only dead accurate, but clocked in at 94 mph. The only thing better would have been something like the two run strikeout play that the Cubs pulled on Thursday.

And for this week’s Music That Y’all Ignore, one of my favorite songs from one of my favorite bands from my youth. I saw these guys live twice and have to admit that I only retain bits of memory from the occasions. I attribute that to the methaqualone and THC that of course I would never ever have ingested as a teenager. Nossiree, I was a clean kid who said Nope To Dope and Ugh To Drugs.