Well.  Since this time of the year seems to be filled with all sorts of awards… I thought I’d publish my own list.

This year, I bring you….the…..

“I Don’t Give A Rat’s Butt Awards”

Yes.  They go like this.

I don’t give a rat’s butt that some poor desperate man called a guy on the Notre Dame football team and pretended to be a woman.

Don’t care one iota.

I don’t give a rat’s butt that Beyonce lip synced.  Ever.  Heck… I don’t even care that Milly Vanilly did it way back when.  Or Scritty Politty…..  Or whoever the heck it was.

I don’t give a rat’s butt that someone named Rihanna is back with someone named Chris Brown.  They are probably slapping each other silly right now.

I don’t even care that a Kardashian is having a baby.  I don’t really give any consideration to anything Kardashian.  I am not entirely sure why they are in the news to begin with.

I don’t give a rat’s butt that Miley Cyrus got a new tattoo. Don’t care about that Justin Bieber kid either.

No rat’s butt for the 49er’s Cheerleaders giving me their tips on how to stay in shape.  Or that Chicken Wings are bad for me.   Nope.

I grow tired of this unending revolving door of “newsworthy” information that infiltrates our homes every time you pick up a newspaper, or turn on the TV.

Actually, in all my life, there is not at time when I  remember caring much about the “Buzz” that now seems to be a constant source  of noise in our society.  But someone cares.  Someone fuels it.  The National Enquirer is still alive and well and on the news stands.  Liz and Michael and Elvis and all ….

I wonder what would happen if society gave as much energy and attention to making things better… like education, health care, anti-violence, human rights, conservation, global warming… and such.  I wonder.  Now THOSE are some headlines.

“No one gossips about other people’s secret virtues.” – Bertrand Russell