My friend Joe, who is wise, wrote this post on his blog and I couldn't have said it better. And I'm from Queens, New York- just so you know, where balls are broken by the hour and they usually come with a slice of pizza. I find it tough out here in Californi-fake p.c. land, where people are quick to dish, but not to take, then they cry about your words. It can be a sad state of affairs out here on the left coast, Joe, and I feel your pain.