One might ask oneself why are you The Village Idiot, how did you become one and why on earth would you want to do so?  I didn't choose to become the village idiot but once your recognized as such, move past denial go right straight towards acceptence.  One does not choose to be the village idiot, it's a lifetime appointement.  Much like a Supreme Court justice. 

I am an intellegint man who from time to time can do the stupidest, most idiotic things.  My I.Q. easily qualifies me for MENSA, but I would never join a club that would have someone like me as a member.  My 3 ex-wives are what qualifies me as The Village Idiot.

The first purpose of this website is mostly a socio-political blog.  I view society from a historical view and that is what I will mostly comment on.  I will mostly leave the politics to GlennRush BeckBaugh et. al. who I mostly agree with.  That is their turf and their fight.  Who am I kidding.  I will tilt any any windmill I find suspicious. 

The second purpose of this websight is to be an advice column.  You got your Dear Abby, Ann Landers, Dear Prudence and Marylin Savant (Supposedly the smartest woman on earth, I could stick her I.Q. in the 70's brain damaged part of my skull and still have room left for internet porn).  Why ask somebody with a perfect life and a staff full of marriage counselers and mental health advisors who learned their craft from books?  I've been to both, plently of times.  Most have recovered now and only suffer mild symptoms of post traumatic stress.  NAY! I say NAY!  Your best advice will come from Joe the Barber, Bob the Bartender, or Betty the Beutician or your friendly neighborhood Village Idiot.