Thursday, July 05, 2007

Dirty Laundry Here

Here's a tough job: being Al Gore's kid. So I'm sure you've read about the youngster going off the rails in LA:

Al Gore III -- whose father is a leading advocate of policies to fight global warming -- was driving his environmentally friendly car at about 100 miles per hour on a freeway south of Los Angeles when he was pulled over by an Orange County sheriff's deputy at about 2:15 a.m.

The deputy smelled marijuana and searched the car, said sheriff's spokesman Jim Amormino.
It has to be rough to do your best tomfoolery, then have your dad's greatest wrath directed at the carbon implications of your shenanigans. "Do you know how much CO2 a joint gives off? I just hope it was locally grown organic!" Never mind the Valium, Xanax, Vicodin, Adderall and Soma found in the car, "dammit, a Prius just burns too much fuel at those speeds!"

And what has to be the worst aspect of the whole blow-up: being in treatment during Dad's Big Woodstock. Instead of snorking coke backstage, little Al will be watching the concert in the Day Room on the Sylvania, next to an unshaven, slightly scary, guy who's swatting at spiders that aren't really there.

Ah, well, stiff upper lip kid. At least half the nation is with you on the old man's hypocrisy.