A recent boat breakfast. It may look repulsive, but it tasted wonderful: scrambled eggs with pepperoni. One improvises.
So I’m vacationing at the back of beyond, and even Obie’s imminent Syrian war is a mere distant drumbeat. Another imperial folly in the Middle East? The ‘Contain Iran’ strategy clicks into a slightly higher gear, before the machine goes off the rails altogether?
Ho hum. I saw this coming. Of course it won’t work, but a lot of blood will be shed. One is really shockingly hardened. It feels like a dark sitcom that long ago jumped its last shark.
In local news, I have no idea what the problem is with comments on the blog. I’ll try to sort it out.