Mar 17, 2009
It's Howdy Doody Time
Most of you who follow the local blogosphere know there are tensions fueled by over-inflated ego's. There's even a special word, snark, referring to those written jabs and slights. Chris Casey tried to organize a blogger breakfast, but when everybody was done stating who they wouldn't attend with, Casey couldn't even invite himself. Last week, in a comment section, I revealed that I was miffed at Pam Varkony. Although she never finds my blog comment worthy, it appeared to me that sometimes the topics appeared later on her blog, with never a notation. On March 7th, I published a posting called Odds and Ends, a few thoughts on different subjects. On March 9th, Lehigh Valley Clancularius did the same thing; I was complimented he called the post "Odds and Ends". Pam followed suit on March 11th, renaming this concept The Peanut Gallery, she went too far! As it turns out many of us over 60 grew up thinking Howdy Doody was our brother, and Buffalo Bob was our uncle. Varkony used a picture of Mr. Peanut, how insulting! The Peanut Gallery was a special place where kids got to sit on the show and watch Buffalo Bob and Howdy in person. Those of us at home, sitting at our TV tables, were part of the larger Peanut Gallery. Mothers could get their children to eat anything put on those small tables; we were mesmerized by Uncle Bob.
I've decided to sue Varkony, the problem is which lawyer to hire. I would hire Bernie O'Hare, but Villa keeps repeating that he was disbarred; Besides, Bernie is going to be to tied up with his charges against Villa. There's another lawyer who blogs, but Villa claims he's just a lawyer for now, and I don't know when the case will come up. I thought about Orloski, but he just lost a case against the city. I need a good lawyer, because Pam's much younger than me, and will claim she never heard of Howdy Doody.