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Every man has a price; but mine is higher than this. What better way to mollify a blogger’s widow than a nice little check to cash, right? Yes, I spend plenty of time maintaining this site, and I wouldn’t normally see much of a moral conflict in accepting ads, but I drew slashed a deep line in the sand when I saw what one of the ads was selling–Kim Il Sung collectables! Not here, not ever, no way, and not even over my dessicated body. Which means no more ads until I figure out how to exercise a little editorial discretion of my own.

UPDATE: I’m fairly sure my conscience is worth more than . . . five cents.