Now I know you've all been waiting for me to weigh in on the Tipper Gore/concert ticket thing. Yes, that's right, I can read your minds, and Brian Sullivan of Seattle, Washington, you are going straight to hell if you don't get your mind out of the gutter.
At any rate, here goes: who cares? Are we really wasting neurons on this? So what if she did ask for free tickets? She's the wife of an ex-presidential candidate. It's a long way from that to the commisars showing up at the door demanding to re-write Bruce's songs to more properly reflect the proletarian spirit. I have half a dozen friends who, if they could get anyone on Bruce Springstein's staff to pick up the phone, would have the number on speedial badgering 'em to get Bruce come play their nephew's bar mitzvah, okay? And now I'm going to go pound myself in the head with a small hammer until I forget I ever heard about this stupid scandal.
Posted by Jane Galt at August 13, 2002 3:09 PM | TrackBack | Technorati inbound links