I know I’m going to get raked over the coals of righteous indignation for this, I’m going to be exiled to the outer reaches, branded as something you find on the bottom of your shoe at the end of a walk through the park, but I just can’t help myself.

Am I the only one who is stirred in that one particular way we all like to be stirred, by the lovely and exquisitely provocative photo of an  attractive young woman clad in a white T above the phrase NO SWEAT that I see as I scroll down the front page of the wonderful Booman Trib trying to read compelling and articulate arguments?

Okay, let me have it for succombing to the wiles of advertising.  

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