With that Dalai Lama cat hanging with Dubya these days, I’ve been doing some introspection. If, say a tobacco company were to seek an ad on Trainjotting — telling our dear readers about the merits of, say, smokeless tobacco, would we take their blood money?

Probably.

If, perchance, a spirits manufacturer were to reach out to Trainjotting about an ad extolling the liver-rotting virtues of their fine liquor, would we take it?

Yes, and we’d probably ask for a few airplane bottles for an upcoming Trainjotting “Product Review.”

And then, what if, perhaps, a maker of crack cocaine were to wish to use our little blog to entice readers about the unparalleled quality of his rock? Would we take their money?

Would we?

No… No, definitely not.

So it makes it that much nicer that one of our very infrequent new advertisers is trumpeting a most worthy cause: donating to the poor. Yes, it’s noble missions such as the Mayor’s Volunteer Center of New York, which asks you to think about donating that old car or boat to charity (it’s tax deductible!) that makes producing advertorial such as this nothing short of a pleasure.

So go forth and give ‘em a click. Donating won’t rot your liver or brain, much less leave you homeless–assuming, of course it’s done in moderation.