After an extended hiatus (I admit I haven’t been thinking much about the tired laments of boring, whiny people lately), I found a real gem in today’s paper.

It saddens me that you chose a photo of two graduates kissing as your selection for the front page of Saturday’s paper. Where were the pictures of hats flying, tassels turning, parents congratulating their sons or daughters? Instead we get a kiss and a caption telling us how long they have been dating.

What message does that say about high school and your paper?

Inside the section were more accurate photos depicting what graduation is truly about. Smiles, cheers, hugs and excitement on young faces would have been a much more appropriate choice.

Once again [this newspaper] makes me shake my head in confusion and disgust at the choices you continually make.

Sigh.

“Conflabbin’ young whippersnappers actually thinkin’ they have a right to fall in love at their age! Why, they should be either joinin’ the military or workin’ their sorry little butts off from 5 a.m. ta 6 p.m. so daddy can take their piddly Micky-D’s earnins’ and buy some Coors Light! Gorsh! Shucks!”

Gee. Excuse the younger set for actually feeling affection for one another. I forgot that’s not allowed in FogeyTown.