Today is Ignoration Day, one filled with festivity and glee, a time of jubilation because finally Lincoln is apparently resurrected . . . or is it JFK?

I was in Walgreens the other night and noticed all the Obama paraphernalia for sale: plates, hats, baseball cards, and a book that pictured the "president"-to-be today with hand caressing his heart next to a shiny flag pen attached to his thousand-dollar lapel. Never before in history has a phenomenon like this occurred: An obscure, insignificant, first-term senator from one of the most corrupt states in the union--having done nothing worthy of a news report next to the obituaries but to mesmerize a nation with babblings of “yes, we can,” and a two-word summarized promise of hope and change--having been elected by the people to act as the President of the United States. Before today there have been four coins struck to commemorate this groundbreaking achievement--I guess his election. WOW! All he's done is breathe, and that has made him a hero even before Michelle has packed up her silverware. What a time in history to live. Could it be that we are actually watching the decline of the Great Experiment. God help us in our stupidity.

Oh, yes, the book about the inauguration of Obama: On the front cover he wears a smile as big as Chicago (Why the back cover has a picture of the back of his head is beyond explanation). What a change from the photo of The Man with limp shoulders looking off towards the Middle East while the rest of the big shots were clutching their hearts--at least a show of civil American protocol--during the National Anthem. The pictures tell it as it is. This country has a changeling in the White House.

I believe I’ll root out a few rocks in the back yard today and watch a few episodes of “Monk.” There’s no sense in wasting time watching the biggest joke of a ceremony in the history of man.