Informational? Fwgghhh!

Someone last evening accused us of being informational!

Of all the chicken-gizzard mealy-necked lizard-livered low-life hyphen-hyphen insults sent our way by bag-wearing identity-challenged goose-greasers over the last several months, that was really the only one that ever has bothered us.

The idea that we are communicating facts, data, info, the real deal, or verifiable truths -- when of course our real aim has always been to engender discussion, promote peace and understanding, and -- especially --to pose Rodney King's famous question; "Why can't we all just get along?" -- is so lowdown mean, why it just takes our breath away?

If you should hear this vile canard, please, please, just look that person straight in the eye and say "Sir (or Madam, as the case may be), how could you ever believe such a thing? Shame on you!"