Some Weekend Topics For Debate
So Graig, with whom you are all familiar by now, happens upon some NBA Finals tickets to Tuesday night’s miraculous Dwayne Wade Suck-Off-a-thon game here in Miami. Now, put in this situation, who would you invite? Your dad, perhaps, as an early father’s day present? One of your long-time High School buddies? Your friend who took you to two games this year? Your other friend who you have attended playoff games with before? Or an engaged ex-girlfriend from three years ago who you never slept with? If you chose that last one, you are well on your way to being put on a Christmas Card. Graig, when given the hottest sports tickets in Miami perhaps ever, chooses to take a girl to the NBA Finals instead of one of his boys. Now, I am not one to subscribe to stupid “Man Laws” that tell you you can’t get a manicure, use facial cream, or watch “Laguna Beach.” Those are all victimless crimes. But taking a chick to the NBA Finals? COME ON! Who does that?! Guys, girls, am I right here? Has Graig fully lost his balls in this situation? Or is this at all excusable. We have revoked his man card, perhaps for the duration of his time in Miami. Is there any justification for Graig’s behavior?
All this talk about numbers has gotten me wondering: How high is too high? What number is acceptable to most of you? Not that many of us are stupid enough to ask, but let’s say your perspective partner kept a spreadsheet like mine and you came across it one day while “cleaning up” his or her computer. 20? 30? 40? 100? At what point would you go “Whoa, I can’t deal with that.” I had this conversation with a girl at a bar in Birmingham and I told her my limit would be about 50. She was shocked. “I was thinking more along the lines of 4.” Hmmm. Regional differences perhaps?
I usually like to leave the coverage of South Florida News to Stuck on The Palmetto but this story is just so unbelievable to anyone outside of Miami I felt I should share it. A book called “Vamos a Cuba,” one in a series of children's books with titles like “Vamos a Ecuador,” “Vamos a Chile,” and “Vamos a French Guyana” has recently been banned by the Miami-Dade School board. And why, you may ask, would a children’s book about the lives of kids in another country be so objectionable that it be removed form school shelves? Well, the exile community felt it did not portray Cuba as a harsh, dictatorial, fear-filled environment as it should be and made it look (gasp!) somewhat normal. Yes, God forbid we have a children’s book without a political agenda. The school board members were apparently afraid of retaliation in the form of car bombs by the exile community, and banned it out of fear. So, to summarize, a group of people fleeing a violent, communist dictator used fear and intimidation to have a book banned. And you wonder why I say this place is ridiculous. While this story may be unbelivable to those of you still residing in America, to those of us South of the Dade-Broward line, it merely draws a smirk and nod as if to say, "Yeah, that sounds about right."
Since these issues have been the topic of email debate for me all week, and I have spent a lot of time discussing them with various people, I wanted to get everyone’s thoughts. Please leave your opinions anonymously or not. I’m sure Graig can’t wait to hear.