You Know What Would Be Interesting?

A psychologist's thorough evaluation of John Ashcroft, that's what. I mean, this is the guy who spent eight grand of our money because, in Molly Ivins' incomparable phrasing, he didn't want to be photographed standing in front of another boob.

He has waged war against those nefarious purveyors of marijuana accessories. I'm glad Tommy Chong wasn't walking the streets for nine months, aren't you? I certainly felt safe.

Well, he's also decided that covering up one boob wasn't enough. He wants them all covered. Yes, folks, Crisco Johnny (That's a real story. I swear to you.) has decided that, in keeping with the traditional Republican philosophy of "less government intervention in people's lives," only he can decide what you can look at on TV and the Internet. Pornography is now Public Enemy Number One. Osama bin Laden? Small potatoes compared to Larry Flynt.

Of course, I'm not a big fan of porno. However, I don't think it's right for me or anyone else to tell you (yes, you, you pervert) that you shouldn't like it. As long as there are no children involved (see the Baltimore Sun article linked to above--that was the focus during Clinton's years), then it doesn't seem like my business. If I don't like it, I won't buy it. Kind of like John Ashcroft's god-awful book.

Eugene Volokh (link to the right) has a much better legal analysis of this issue than I could ever provide.