Dear Virginia Coleman & Gary Halm

You guys owe John Mozeliak an apology.

Also, write more letters to newspapers, America! I, personally, love them.

In the age of anonymous comments on online newspaper articles [which makes our fair city of Saint Louis appear to consist nearly entirely of racists, fear mongers, the under educated, racists, elitists, suburbanites, and racists (judging by the comments left at the Saint Louis Post Dispatch). Seriously, it's most racist shit you'll ever read], sitting down to pen a message via quill and textile and mailing off said correspondence is not only quaint, it's motherfucking gentlemanly.

In conclusion, Aaron Miles is bad at playing baseball.

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Social Commentary in America

Do you realize we have gone from an America where interracial couples couldn't marry fifty years ago, to one, where, if you listen to certain congresswomen from Minnesota, we will abort your white, Christian child because you ate at Taco Bell when you were seven months pregnant?

Once, you would be discriminated against because you found someone of the the same sex attractive or you didn't want to kill someone from the other side of the world in the name of "democracy."

Today you just aren't allowed to find someone of the same sex attractive as you die or kill for "democracy" or else it's goodbye, fag.

Our society has devolved while progressing at paces literally unimaginable.

Case in point: Great musical social commentary forty years ago was Curtis Mayfield's "We People Who Are Darker Than Blue." Today: Some idiot on Fox saying "Pants on the Ground" over and fucking over.

Sometimes, like right now, I love this country because of our history, and I hate our country because of our reality.

"Pants on the ground."

We are so fucked.

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