If you know me on a personal level you know my passion for primates, and especially for gorillas. Though they are not as closely related to us as the chimpanzee, I have always had a special affinity for them.

As a child, I had the delightful pleasure of being welcomed into my room with a smile from the great brain of the jungle. My mom had painted an image of a lowland gorilla on the door to my room and when I had the lights turned off and my eyes adjusted to the dim glow I felt as if I too was hidden in a canopy of rain forest. That image has never been painted over and is on permanent view as you enter what is now my dad's den.

I think I've always been drawn to the gorilla's eyes. They are so human, and filled with great longing. A gateway to our past.

Today, I've decided to use the bully pulpit of my blog to offer a suggestion. If you haven't done so already please make sure to vote on magazine cover of the year. This seems like silly whim, but really it says a lot about our society. There are a few interesting choices amongst the myriad of feckless images that seem forever recycled through our unfortunately low-brow culture. I don't say this as a blight on the readership because I believe there are a great many splendid minds craving quality. My potshot is directed to the media who ceaselessly tries to hammer their insipid celebrity-gaga agenda onto us.

I'm merely sharing my choice with you gentle reader. Go to Amazon and make your choice. One lucky soul will win a Ten-thousand-dollar certificate-- that's a world of great literary possibility. Make it your own.