I have a germ of an idea that might well be writeworthy and readworthy and, quite possibly, even mildly amusing. The problem is that I am too cranky at the moment to concentrate enough to develop it.

Yo, Jimbo. Why so cranky?”

The list is long, but here are a few examples:

There is talk of yet another “stimulus package.” I guess that’s because the first one (unread before enacted) was such a monumental success. These people must be crazy.

Michael Jackson mega-hoopla. “˜Nuf said.

The forecasted cost of nationalized healthcare (to be financed by more taxes, of course), a shit sandwich most people want no part of.

The One and his international “America is Always Wrong” tour.

The One’s propensity to piss off our friends and to cozy up to the rat bastards of the world.

Congressmen and Senators whose corruption is in neon lights and nothing “¦ NOTHING seems to happen. Chris Dodd, Charlie Rangel, and William “Cold Cash” Jefferson come to mind.

Cap and Trade lunacy. What a swell idea in the middle of a recession ““ all in the name of global warming science, which is, at best, still unsettled, and at worst, a steaming pile of bullshit.

The One’s firing of Inspectors General who were investigating his pals and nothing “¦ NOTHING happens. Remember when Alberto Gonzales was grilled forever by Congress for firing employees-at-will?

Henry Batface Waxman stating that it is unpatriotic to oppose the Cap and Trade shit-filled taco.

The fifty-two percent of the electorate that brought us the empty-suit Marxist and his pack of rogues.

See what I mean about being unable to concentrate on creating something amusing?