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I am laughing so loud this morning reading these posts of K... vs K....isgay, that I am crying. So what's in a name? Imagination is certainly brewing. Some may say this is childish, but I say this is funny beyond my wildest imagination.

It is childish because this name calling brings back memories as a child listening to the bantering. Never in my wildest dreams as a child would I have envisioned now living in a community that is so manicured and regulated and community image is so important and wealth so evident. Then I read K vs K...isgay and I it brings me back home where we engaged as children in the empty neighborhood sand lot. Except in the childhood scene, there were dismantled cars in various stages of decay or repair (depending on your view of urban development). Strangely, the name calling remains which gives me hope that we truly are one people regardless of our station in life.

Wow, quite a journey, and the dialog remains timeless and classless, regardless of where you lived or how old or how sensitive you are. This is truly a kick in the morning more so than a fresh brew.

Thanks for rekindling those fond memories. Some will claim they are hateful, I counter they are life. I guess I have a warped sense of humor, or a callous view of life. But maybe we could have a government agency or law to regulate. OH NO, the "Fairness Doctrine" is about to descend upon us. Sorry, I am going off message, again.

To stay on topic of this article, I cast my vote for a referendum.

But remember, no name calling.

You know we are better then those other folks? Really?

Good Morning America!