I gotta face facts, here: I'm memorialed out. To whom are we paying homage this week? I forget. For the life of me, I seem to recall watching, over and over the past few days, AEG video soundbites of Ted Kennedy's last rehearsal at Staples Center. That can't be right.

All this confusion is the price of overindulged sober reflection. As far as paying respects, I'm running a deficit.

Guess I'll just wait for the media to guide me to the next emotional signpost - the next train wreck, solemn passing or roadkill-starlet meltdown that will occupy, for far too long a time, our shabbily corrupted attention.

And as we know from the past decade, that can be dangerous.

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