Now this is just mean.

I was just taking a peek at my own blog to see who's sponsoring me lately - to my amusement recently, it was for quite some time a resort in Jackson Hole, the town that is ultimately to blame for my entire blogging career and much else (it is my birthplace), but I see today that it has changed.

Some really dumb antiwar protesters (and bear in mind, I do not think those two terms together are inherently redundant; I have just chosen to write mostly about the protesters who are dumb because they are more amusing, and I blog to amuse much more than to enlighten or irritate) are supporting me. But what they're advocating is even meaner than puking on the steps for someone to clean up or beating the hell out of some gal's SUV.

Pretzels for Peace.

Send pretzels to the White House.

I get it, I get it. I remember when GWB choked on a pretzel a while back, and yes, I guess I see where it's funny. But I still file this under unconstructive and dumb, as well as mean, on the order (though of course not the magnitude) of sending a fifth of Jack Daniels to someone who was diagnosised with cirhossis or something.

Wonder if the Secret Service knows?

Well, well... they certainly didn't hear it from me! Honest!