Its that time of year again when people write “It’s that time of year again…” and then follow it up with every concept Madison Avenue subliminally and persistently injected into the reasoning centers of our brains throughout the 20th century.  But I’m not an activist “Humbug” freak, either.  Peace on Earth?  I’m down for that.  Good will toward Man?  Sure, throw in animals, what the hell.  Shop till you drop?  That’s when I make plans to run off to an island — literally.

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Sometimes there are voice over gigs that double for therapy.  I’d have to say my gigs with MediaMatters.org fall into this category.  It allows me to funnel my cable news apoplexy into my craft, diffusing any “postal” moments I might have when in a political debate with tea-baggers (the fake kind, not some of my fun, kinky friends in West Hollywood).

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Today, my blog gets a little naked for Lou Dobbs.  Please don’t turn away in disgust.

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