Johnnie Cochran, OJ Simpson’s criminal attorney, died today at his home in Los Angeles.  He was 67.
There’s nothing I feel like saying about him that won’t sound incredibly snarky, so I’ll just leave it at that.
And now…a non-Terri post.  (Hold the applause.)
The Realm™ extends prayers and get-well wishes to Jerry Falwell, who has apparently had a relapse of the viral pneumonia that sidelined him a few weeks back.
You can’t go yet, sir.  You still have too much to do here.
I’m not sure quite what to make of this.
On the one hand, I’m encouraged that Mikey Shitstain is going to “allow” this autopsy – especially since it appears that he’d have had to anyway.
(Floridian legal beagles, front and center:  I’ve heard that cremation candidates must  have an autopsy done prior thereto.  Is this the case?)
UPDATE:  Hat tip to Denizen David Hartung:  According to WND, Florida law does  require such an autopsy.
How magnanimous of Mssrs. Shitstain and his fucknozzle-excuse-for-an-attorney to graciously  accede to this.
On the other hand…any autopsy would be done at the Pinellas County morgue.  It would not be a stretch to say that if any high muckety-much in Pinellas County told me that the sky was blue, I’d go out to double-check.  It is not outside the realm of possibility that Mikey Shitstain and Georgie-Porgie Fellatio Felon Felos are even now attempting to intimidate the coroner there.
I guess we’ll see how far this conspiracy extends, won’t we?
I generally agree with most of the stuff Joseph Farah of WorldNetDaily has to say.  Oh, there’ll be the occasional disagreement, but usually Farah has a good take on things.
And then, every once in a while, he gets the nail flush-bang-on-foursquare on the head.  His column for today is just such an occasion.
Go read it – and keep your head on a swivel; that’s how much you’ll be nodding in agreement.