Open Letter to the 4th Estate

Dear everyone who has a press pass,

Hi.  It's me.  Yes.  Again.

Anyway, could you please SHUT THE HELL UP ABOUT JEREMIAH WRIGHT?!!

What is with you?  Every time I turn on the radio, open a newspaper, flip through a grownup magazine that doesn't have Miley Cyrus on the cover, or eavesdrop on smart people, I hear something about Barack Obama's minister.  Isn't this political grappling and strategery (that was a joke...a sad, sad, joke) confusing enough?  I don't give a damn about Jeremiah Wright.  And either should anybody else who is not related to him by blood, marriage, or long standing friendship.

First Paris Hilton, now this.  You heard me.  I just compared the Reverend Jeremiah Wright to Paris Hilton.  I do not know why I should care about either of them.  They are not important to the national debate, they do not contribute in a meaningful or significant way to national culture, they say weird shit and act strange in public, and they both seem to think they are more important than they really are.  PARTLY BECAUSE YOU CANNOT STOP TALKING ABOUT THEM.

Jeremiah Wright is not relevant to this Presidential campaign.  The Jeremiah Wright footnote, if we are very lucky, in the history books will tell future generations that he was at the center of a controversy that furthered the open and productive conversation about race this country so clearly needs to have.  That's it. 

I know a lot of people who are either a) assholes or b) say assholey things.  This does not make me an asshole.  That is a WHOLE other list.  Every morning I see a woman who I know for a fact has no physical disability whatsoever parking in the handicapped spot at the Wawa.  Asshole. I know her, I've talked to her, I've been in social situations with her, I have a business relationship with a group that she also has a business relationship with and yet, miraculously, I do not advocate the parking in handicapped spaces. 

And I'm not even that smart.  For someone who talks so much about so many things I pretend to understand, I'm pretty limited in terms of abstract thinking.  If I can figure this out, I'm sure one of you fine people can.  (Maybe not the weather people, do they get press passes?)

love,
WRH

p.s.  Sorry about the whole "asshole" thing, mom, but it was kind of important.


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