can I pretend to be disgusted?

I'm trying really really (really) hard to be upset at the scandal de jour. You know, the one involving Michael Phelps and a bong.

My attempts at ire aren't going very well. As a matter of fact, I just don't care.

I know, I know....marijawana = bad. Got it. Although I went to school in the 80s, my kids started school in the mid-90s so I learned all those "Just Say No" and D.A.R.E. lessons right along with them. And, just so you know, I've never even smoked a cigarette, let alone anything stronger. (I have had more than my share of tequila, though, so my halo isn't exactly on straight.)

But I just can't get all worked up and outraged over Michael Phelps getting caught on film with a bong. Was he stupid? Duh. Did he show good judgment? Duh, x2.

Still, I don't think there are hundreds of kids out there who decided to go bong-shopping because that grainy photo surfaced. In fact, from conversations I've heard and overheard, I'd say the most frequent response I've heard is something along the lines of "What an idiot!" Followed by a discussion about the latest version of Halo or WoW or whatever else is "in" for kids these days.

So forgive me if I don't get all het up (as my grandmother would say) over a 20-something's bad decision. I'll save my righteous anger for people like Casey Anthony and the Arizona Cardinal's defensive coach.

Michael Phelps smoked pot? Meh.