If you’ve ever wondered what America’s real national pastime is, consider this: the meaningless, awful Monday night football game between the Cowboys and Redskins — who were 0-8 going into the game — got higher ratings than the fifth and decisive game of the Yankees-A’s playoff series, featuring two of the best pitchers in the game. Clearly — and a bit sadly — football is king.

In unrelated news, I’m probably less worries about anthrax than your average American. (This despite the fact that I work in a newsroom. A newsroom that, for several months earlier this year, was the subject of weekly protests by local Muslim groups because of our reporting on their alleged links to terrorist activity. In the medical business, I believe those things would be known as “risk factors.”) When I went to China this summer, my doc prescribed me Cipro, and I took a few over there. Little did I know there’d be a shortage of the drug a few months later, since it’s the only drug approved for anthrax treatment. So I’ve got to have some resistance built up, right? And I’ve still got a few pills left, so if any of you end up handling suspicious white powders (and you’re not just a cokehead), I can hook you up.

17 October 2001

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