I don't know why I'm not more interested in the Alberto Gonzales, um US Attorneys, um story. Maybe I'm a hack.

But at least I'm not a heartless hack.

I can remember my heart was beating for this Herman's Hermits classic back in 1965 (when I was only eleven years old):

Almost too wholesome for today's standards, isn't it?

And I almost hate to be accused of promoting wholesomeness, but I still like Herman's Hermits. So what the hell am I to do?

Well, here's another wholesome song, "Silhouettes"

I suppose the lyrics might be considered a celebration of stalking by today's standards, but wouldn't that make it too wholesome for words?