A couple of weeks ago I joked about giving up snark for Lent. It was an offhand remark, but I’ve decided it’s a good idea. In the spirit of the penitential season, I’m going to forgo sniping, smirking, whining, and all other forms of sarcasm that fall under the category of snarking. That’s 40 days without a cutting remark, even about Britney Spears.
What, did you think I was going to give up chocolate, or pinot noir?
However, in Catholic social tradition Lent is preceded by party time. Mardi Gras precedes Ash Wednesday. And this year, so will Semana Snarka. Snark Week. Hey, Catholics do indulgence like nobody else.
Now I’m off to catch a plane. My journey includes two flights and three airports, so I presume that when it’s over I’ll have plenty of material to complain about.