Marching to a different eardrummer?
Blog Guy, it’s been a while since you spotted a new sign of the onrushing Apocalypse. I guess things must be getting a little better?
Hardly. The Apocalyptic story of the year is this week’s “One dead in ear-cleaning salon attack.”
I mean, gosh. what are the chances a place where men go to rest their heads on a woman’s lap and get their ears cleaned might attract some nutjobs?
Ah, I get you. You’re saying those places should be banned?
Heck no. I’m just saying the swabs they use should be six inches longer, red-hot and pointed at the end.
Don’t hold back, Blog Guy. You don’t think ear-cleaning salons are a good idea?
No. Why can’t those guys just go through a car wash with the windows down, like the rest of us?
Right: A woman, complete with special gadgets, tends to a customer at a park in Changzhou, China, in a 2002 file photo. The practitioner renders ear-cleaning, head and body massage and acupressure services.
REUTERS/Claro Cortes IV