More Memorial Day Weekend Nuggets

This will be brief, I promise. It's Memorial Day Weekend, and I know you have better things to do than read my rambling thoughts. Hey, Chick-Fil-A may not serve you nuggets on a Sunday, but I will.

First up: Hillary's Yale speech. The only other thing I have to say about it is this: Hillary, you're not funny, you'll never be funny, you couldn't be funny if you took a pratfall on the ice in your tony, carpetbagging New York enclave, or if you went on SNL and made armpit farts while looking cross-eyed at the camera. So stop trying to be.

Hint: if you have to explain your own joke, it ain't funny. (Even if it's to a bunch of dim-witted Yalies.)

You are many things, Hillary: annoying, irritating, obnoxious, aggravating, braying, dishonest, deceitful, corrupt, disingenuous, hateful, arrogant, selfish, greedy ... heck, you're like the Boy Scout Law gone straight to hell.

But one thing you are not, and never will be, is funny. So stop trying already. As a perennial loser of campaigns, the only thing you accomplish by trying to be funny is looking pathetic. It hurts to watch.

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Speaking of people who aren't funny, Joy Behar - in the process of announcing on "The View" that President Trump was withdrawing from the NoKo summit, quipped (no, that's not the right word - "quipped" implies she was funny, and she never has been, so ...) said, "Well, there goes that Nobel Peace Prize."

That's okay, Joy; since they started giving out the Nobel Peace Prize to pretty much anybody, for doing pretty much nothing, it's value has fallen faster than bitcoin. I suspect President Trump would prefer the result he wants to a shiny object to put on his trophy shelf.

Now, Joy, why don't you go back to talking recipes, or the latest dish on the Kardashians, or Megan Markle's wedding dress, or something else that you and your viewers actually understand?

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Regarding the former President, I don't get the hoopla over him suddenly becoming a Netflix producer. True, it's not something most former Presidents would do, but he's not like most former Presidents. He was always more celebrity than leader, more fluff than substance. He did better going on Saturday Night Live or being interviewed by a vlogger who writhed in a bathtub full of breakfast cereal than he ever did in executing policy. And no wonder, since he came into the job with virtually no experience. So let him produce TV shows for the masses. They can watch that stuff rather than educate themselves on the real issues, which would probably be beyond their cognitive capabilities anyway.

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It's Memorial Day Weekend. Time to remember those who died in service to their country. But to you purists out there who like to flaunt your knowledge of the differences between Memorial Day, Veterans' Day, etc., I say this: chill. One day a year is not enough to remember those who have served and maybe sacrificed for us. And having lost my only living parent this year, I'll assure you that one day a year is never enough for those who sacrificed for us every day, raising us, feeding us, making us the people we are today.

So on this weekend, as I've done many days over the past decade or so, I'll remember my Mom and Dad. No, neither of them died in service to their country, though both served: Dad on the front lines in Europe, and Mom by staying home and minding the home front. I'll remember their sacrifices, and I'll recognize that my comfortable suburban existence owes to them.

In a world searching for heroes, from the gridiron to the ball field to the hallowed halls of government to corporate boardrooms, my prayer is that all of us can be as fortunate as I am, and need look no further than our family photos to find our heroes. Miss you, Mom & Dad. See you soon.