Everybody's Out to Get You, Don't You Let It Drag You Down

Congratulations to Mr. Lance Agan for correctly naming "Gangsta's Paradise" by Coolio as the Tuesday Song of the Day.

I'm not sure if Sports Illustrated still has the running feature detailing "This Week's Sign of the Apocalypse", but here's your Running Down a Dream version of "This Week's Sign of the Apocalypse".

This morning as I was sitting in the lockerroom changing, I was struck by the conversation of two Houston businessmen/lawyers/professionals (I'm not sure which, honestly). Usually, in the mornings the lockerroom is quiet as everyone is getting ready for the day, but this morning, these two gentlemen had important things to discuss.

What were these important things?

• The sky-rocketing price of a gallon of gas?
• Nuclear (or nuc-u-lar) proliferation?
• Global Warming: Hoax or the Pressing Issue of our Time?
• The current political landscape?
• The win last night by the hometown Astros over the Cubbies?

Nope.

Instead, they were discussing that love-child of the pop culture zeitgeist, that hegemon of the television landscape, that barometer of cool for pre-pubescent females, American Idol.

If you need me, I'll be purchasing large amounts of canned goods, searching for a quality fall-out shelter, and waiting for the end to come.

Good night, and good luck.