What's in a Name?

"Beat it." Despite professing a decades-long affinity for sleeping with young children, a wealthy 46-year-old California man was acquitted this week of ten charges including felony conspiracy, gross sexual abuse and several counts of serving alcohol to minors. Neither a well-documented history of paying millions of dollars for victims' silence nor widely-circulated photographs of the eccentric millionaire dangling a baby from a hotel balcony could influence the citizens of Santa Maria or anyone else to decide this freak is a threat to children. The jurors said they didn't like the young accuser's mother so they found the defendant not guilty of all charges. The perverted perp is fortunate his name is Michael Jackson. Even so, it wasn't too long ago that the only way he could have gotten away with stuff like this would have been if his name was Michael Kennedy.... So, that's why they don't call him Richard. A long time ago, when Mrs. Durbin looked at her newborn son, she presciently called him "Dick." The boy, now Senator Dick Durbin (D-Tehran), went on-the-record, over-the-top and beyond-the-pale in the Senate well this week when he likened American service men and women to Hitler's Nazis, murderer-of-millions Pol Pot and Joe Stalin's henchmen who ran the Gulags. Why? Durbin (rhymes with 'turban') thought he could abandon any sense of proportion and score some cheap political points by jumping on the bandwagon of bedwetters crying about the conditions at the Guantanamo Bay terrorist prison camp. Seems somebody told the senator we're keeping the terrorists in small rooms that are sometimes real hot and sometimes real cold where there's loud, irritating music playing at all hours. Didn't this guy ever live in a college dorm? Or spend a night in a Motel 6? Put aside the point that the illegal combatants being held in Cuba have no protections according to the Geneva Conventions (we could shoot every one of them at any time according to the letter of the law). And set aside the fact that our soldiers in Baghdad went to work today wrapped in body armor under sunny skies with a high temperature of 111. Dick Durbin's despicable demagoguery is inflaming and enabling those who will blast our men and women with something much worse than rap music. Durbin is at-best an idiot and he may be a traitor. In either case, he's a danger to the rest of us and he's gotta go.... Happy Anniversary, Julius and Ethel Rosenberg! Nope. Not their wedding anniversary. Today is the day we celebrate the electrocution of the commie couple convicted of "conspiring to commit espionage during wartime." By passing American nuclear secrets on to the Soviet Union, they helped Stalin become a nuclear warrior by 1949. Despite some spirited hand-wringing by the NY TIMES and their fellow travelers, the reprehensible Rosenbergs took a deep seat on Ol' Sparky at Sing Sing Prison on June 19, 1953. (On a humorous note, Julius went down like a sack of spuds with one jolt, but it took three to send Ethel to hell.) In 1995, the contents of something called the Venona Project were released by the NSA, including extensive records of Soviet intelligence activities through its heyday. Among the matters made public was confirmation of the Rosenbergs' treachery. So today we celebrate justice well-served in the case of the vile Rosenbergs and, unlike in the cases of Michael Jackson and (so far) Dick Durbin, the guilty will never hurt anyone again.