Start disparaging then bub. I guess I'm a whack job. I suppose that my sense of right and wrong and life and death make me a whack job. I suppose my moral standards make me a whack job. If that is true, I wear the name whack job with pride. For those that don't, I pity them.
Mike
I'll join you as a proud whack job.
I wonder if all the Catholics that voted for Bush for President are whack jobs now?
Please, suit yourself. Constitution be damned. I think it already has been, anyway. Hey, pity is okay, its the ugly hate filled venom that scares the middleground.