Oh Dear, this is being reported from the Bureau of Unintended Consequences with a letter being sent to the Supreme Court thanking them for their short-sighted, politically biased, stupidity.
But before going to the Satanic Temple’s excellent position, I thought I would toss out an idea I have been thinking about lately. When I was a child I loved to get up early on Sunday morning when the house was still cold from the winter night and crawl under a blanket on the couch to watch the one (and only one) NFL game of the week on the television. Yes, in California the football game came on at 10 AM and was over in time for lunch (and then all healthy kids would run out into the street and pretend they were Otto Graham or Norm Van Brocklin). Now I can get football on the television almost any time I want and as a result, I rarely watch football anymore.
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