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Last night my wife was perusing a Wal-Mart advertorial. If that's not the proper term, then suffice it to say she had the Wal-Mart advertisement newspaper in hand! For reasons that shall surely escape me well into the millenial reign of Christ, I asked that she hand it over. That was a mistake.

Due to the ridiculous statements being made in the aftermath of the Super Bowl, I am compelled to leave our present discussion on the American idols of busyness and lifestyle to say a few things about "The Savior of New Orleans."