Get Off My Lawn!!!

I have officially reached the age where I simply don't care anymore.  Where ignorance and idiocy are met with a scowl.  And usually a dressing down.  Where stupidity and foolishness are banished from my life.  What's left of it.  

Where people who aren't a part of my life, and never will be, are given short shrift.  Only my family and friends deserve my attention.  And so I proclaim my formal indifference to those who don't deserve the ink and words and space they're given on our TV screens.  Here goes...  

I'd like to publicly announce that I don't care a whit whether Katy Perry and Orlando Bloom break up.  Makes me no never mind, as we used to say back in Missouri.

And I could give a crap with whom Jennifer Lopez and Ben Affleck are swapping bodily fluids.  They are serial lawyer hirers.  And real estate agent callers.  And psychiatrist needers.  

And there's frankly no room in my celebrated cerebrum for worrying whether Justin Bieber and his wife Hailey stay together.    

Nor do I care whether Brad Pitt, a 60-ish year old guy, successfully beds Isis de Ramon, a 20-something.  Whoever she is.   

Same with 63 year old Tom Cruise and his 20-something babe, Ana de Armas.  Don't ever say that money doesn't matter.  I doubt she'd give him the time of day if he was a plumber. 

I especially don't care whether the aging tight end Travis Kelce manages to marry Taylor Swift.   I care a lot more about whether he catches the balls Mahomes throws to him.  Which he's been dropping lately.  

And whether and when Jeff Bezos marries his ex-weather girl, helicopter-flying, uber-buxom babe, Lauren Sanchez this weekend.  It's the very least of my cares.  He's a putz, and she's a worldclass golddigger.

And saving the worst for last, I really, really, REALLY don't care about Princess Megan "Sussex" and her boy toy Prince Harry.  He's pehaps the single most puss*y whipped dude on the planet.  I think they're a stain on the fabric of America.  I think they should be banished from our shores.  Run out of town on a rail, etc.

Yettttttt, our infamous Legacy Media, scrambling for eyeballs, continues to shovel this sh*t down our throats every time we turn on the Telly or crank up our laptops.  They suck!  Stop wasting my(our) time by forcing us to peak into their windows!

WE DON'T CARE!