Before we turn our minds to politics--mostly, the stupid things politicians do with and to our money, I have a feeling--we need to answer someone’s question. If you ask Ask.com, “Did David Archuleta mess up his song on purpose? right now, the RSong main page will come up high on the search list for no good reason whatsoever.

I’m going to solve that problem right now. You ask, Mr. Answer answers. Because, as you might note, he has accepted the nature of himself and performs the task that his nature has assigned him. Or, as Peter Murphy might say, “Whirlpools whirl and Mr. Answer answers.” Of course, then he’d start singing about some other esoteric stuff that’s even harder to grasp because Murphy is nothing if not annoyingly obscure.

Where were we? Oh, yes, “Did David Archuleta mess up his song on purpose?”

Sadly for Archuleta and his followers, his suckiness came out on a week when the rest actually seemed pretty good. Except Jim Carrey, who should probably be on suicide watch after the pain and embarrassment of his guest appearance as a methed up, lunatic half-elephant comedian. To be fair, he can always take a peek at his bank account if he needs a little pick me up; it might not heal his shredded dignity, but it’s a powerful anesthetic.

Thanks for asking.