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Wowee wow wow! What a week! Leif turned 32, America turned 235, and someone got away with murder. In between celebrating, being glued to the news out of Florida, the beach with the kids, a mental meltdown, and no less than 47 cans of Coke Zero, I wrote some stuff. Which you should read. And pass along to your friends. Because my livelihood depends on it.

Of course I had to write about the Casey Anthony trial. Why do some people believe humans only have a right to life after they’re already born? I often ponder if abortion is age or location discrimination…

President Obama needs to shut up or put up about shared sacrifice. His staffers got significant raises. In other news, this week marked 800 days since the Democrats have passed a budget. I wish *I* could spend other people’s money on crap to make myself feel good.

And last but not least, teachers in Atlanta were caught in a huge cheater-cheater-pumpkin-eater scandal. Because nothing says I care about the kids quite like changing their answers on tests so your district won’t lose funding. Three words: School choice now.

Happy reading!

Jenny Erikson Radio Show – Episode 0020

In which I talk to new media political guru Justin Hart and Florida law chick Sarah Rumpf.

Thing 1’s Take on Casey Anthony

I was in the kitchen cooking apple cinnamon and oatmeal pancakes and bacon for dinner (this has no relevance to this post, I just take immense pleasure in my kitchen skyllz) when I asked Thing 1 to turn on the news. She’s a smart girl, so she knows that that means Fox News, and yes, she knows the channel number.

From the kitchen, I could hear Geraldo. Gah. But that’s a blog post for another time.

“Is that Geraldo?” I called to my seven-year-old.

“I don’t know…”

“What’s he talking about?”

“The … Casey Anthony … murder trial … what’s that?”

“Come over here!” Not a discussion to be had while calling to each other over the kitchen counter.

“Now. Do you know what murder is?” I asked her.

“Yes. When someone kills someone.” She looked at me like I was an idiot.

“Ok. Well, Casey Anthony had a two-year-old daughter that was murdered.”

Thing 1 gave some sort of grunting/moaning/sad noise that signaled her upset.

“Do you understand that in America, a person is innocent until proven guilty? That there has to be lots and lots of evidence to *prove* that someone is guilty of a crime?”

“Yes, I know…” I have no idea where she gets that precociousness. Must be Leif.

“Ok. Well, the little girl’s mommy is on trial right now, because there is evidence that suggests that she murdered her daughter.”


“Honey, IF she did it …. IF … it’s because she’s very sick in the head. Not like headache-sick, but like crazy-sick.”

My firstborn thought about that for exactly 2.7 seconds, looked me straight in the eye, and said, “Maybe she’s just a bad person.”

Rest in peace, little Kaylee. You’re in a better place now.