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I Can't Believe They Did That!

In the category of "you cannot be serious!", there were several tidbits in today's news that left me a bit dumbfounded.  Mostly  at the nerve of some people.  Really, where do they find these people?  Here's a few examples:

As reported by Golf Digest, Tiger Woods got a phone call of support and encouragement from former President Clinton (or as I like to refer to him, Slick Willy).  I can just imagine the conversation, somewhere along the lines of  "I feel your pain" and "been there, done that".  I'm just wondering if another sex addict is really the best example for providing encouragement.

Or how about this from the Associated Press?  The head of the Russian Olympic Committee resigned today, because of Russia's poor medal-showing in Vancouver.  The country's Sports Minister refused to resign however, saying that it wasn't his fault, but that Russians just did not get into the new Olympic sports like snowboarding and aerial skiing, and besides, "doping bans had deprived Russia of several leading medal contenders."  Seriously?  Did a leading Russian government official just admit to his country's premier athlete's being 'roided up?  Amazing how the results change when you actually play by the rules.

And finally, this from Reuters: Israel's military called off a raid in a Palestinian neighborhood after an Israeli soldier posted details, including the time and place, of the raid on Facebook.  Nothing like sharing military secrets with the potential enemy.  Hello - aside from it's being completely moronic, it's also "treason".  I'm guessing that for his superiors, the court martial can't happen quickly enough.

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