Jimmah? That you?
Ugh. I’m sorry. I keep pulling the cord, but the engine won’t start. I’ve been staring at my Twitter stream today, swinging between horror and smoldering resentment. And, at this stage of the game, I don’t know how much of the information I’m getting is true.
There is that eerie familiar Jimmy Carterish stench hovering over the whole business, though. Which made me think…for as long as I can remember, excitable young men periodically pour into the Arab street, go “rabble rabble rabble!” and burn an American flag. I’m still unclear what they hope to accomplish by this.