Stupidity, Family Gatherings and Thanksgiving
For many Thanksgivings my grandmother’s children, along with assorted grandchildren and great grandchildren, gathered at

Stupidity, E-mail Correspondence, Professional Idiots and Courtesy
I recently discovered yet another surefire method for recognizing stupers (short for unanimously stupid persons), sight unseen. No, I’m not telepathic, super brilliant (I may be just plain brilliant though), or saintly (I hope I’m not bursting too many of my loyal readers’ bubbles). I just know an idiot when I meet one, or in this case, read one. I corresp

Stupidity, Driving, Mario Andretti and Cows
The burning issue today is not health care reform or who truly created the Internet. The pressing question is why stupers (short, as you all know by now, for remarkably stupid persons) are allowed to operate motor vehicles? There exists a truly long, overly drawn out stretch of highway near my home that runs mostly one lane in each direction. This translates into the majority of highway drivers

Stupidity: The Question of the Day and PETA
As the sun is setting, say you happen to be walking along a desolate, sandy beach, with your favorite domestic animal companion: five-year-old German Shepherd, Greta Von Brinkerhoff. She’s proved herself loyal, intelligent and loving many times. You can’t help but notice Greta gazing longingly at the gently crashing waves, pausing now and then to stare up at you and pleadingly yelp. You, engaging in that telepathic understanding only a true dog lover and a few random dog whisperers possess,

Stupidity, the Bookkeeper and the Road to Hell
It’s Halloween, so I must share a spooky stuper (short for an alarmingly stupid person) tale, only it’s not a tale because it’s completely true. Caution: this is not for the feeble minded. I currently share an office, as I await a move into a new building. My office-mate and I actually head different legal, non-profit organizations. My calls are all of the confidential priest-penitent, shrink-nutcase, child-imaginary friend, attorney-client privilege sort. But alas, for two freaking hours weekly, I am exposed to a