Ol’ Robbo generally confines himself to two posts a weekend, gardening on Saturdays and God-stuff on Sundays, but I think this weekend merits a dividend:

Today is May the Fifth, Cinco de Mayo.  An obscure (to Americans, at least) date in the history of Mexico’s path to independence, now transmogrified by Big Alcohol into an excuse for blatant debauchery much on the level of New Year’s Eve and St. Patrick’s Day.

Yesterday, however, was May the Fourth.  An ordinary date now transmogrified by Big Hollywood via a horrible “Star Wars” clinch into something rapidly approaching a new secular holiday.

You may decide for yourselves which one Ol’ Robbo finds more repulsive.