“This is Bill. Bill bought an album by the Who. When Bill bought that Who album, Pete Townsend made money. That money was then funneled through Pete Townsend to an international cartel of child porn producers, porn producers who were behind the abduction of this child… Bill helped abduct and molest this child.”

I sat down here at the computer to “get some work done,” but it’s not happening. I’m just reading the news, eating peanuts, and answering e-mails. (Someone finally wrote to me about the obsessive woman who picked at her face until her eyeball popped! My prayers have finally been answered.)

Nope, I’m not “working” any more than Pete Townsend was “researching for a book” that he was writing.

So, I’m going to end the charade of getting anything meaningful done and just concentrate on this post. Work can wait until tomorrow.

First off, while we’re on the subject of Pete “just because I’m a creepy old man who pays to look at pictures of other creepy old men having sex with children doesn’t make me a pedophile” Townsend… I never liked his band. I’ve never owned even one boring, pretentious, child-molesting Who album. I’m proud to be able to say that. My conscience is clean.

I wonder if Arianna Huffington would be willing to get behind an ad campaign in which so-called “classic rock” lovers would be accused of funding kiddy porn.

(That would make more sense if you’d seen Arianna Huffington’s anti-SUV ads, which essentially state that by driving a gas-guzzling SUV you’re funding terrorist operations against the US. If you’re interested, you can click here and go to the bottom of the page to download the ads.)