This is a fantastic idea. What the US needs right now is a grassroots movement that doesn’t involve either patchouli-drenched puppeteers or bluenosed prohibitionists spitting scripture like it’s liquid brimstone. Slogan: “This is my country. Nothing left to talk about.” **** h/t BH

Tuesday lunch: pan-fried head cheese sprinkled liberally with crumbled feta and served over a bed of roasted, rosemary butter-braised pork loin. With steamed zucchini and yellow squash. …If the road to gustatory heaven were paved with flash-fried skull scoopings and pork, this dish would take you all the way up to the pearly gates and ring the bell for you.

“…a spectacle of abject political cowardice masking itself as a demonstration of ‘dissenting’ bravery” — Christopher Hitchens, Slate. Well. There‘s a blurb that won’t be showing up on the Special Edition DVD packaging, I’ll bet. **** h/t Ray.

From London’s Evening Standard: The threat of a terrorist attack using nuclear weapons is “real and imminent”, the head of the UN’s nuclear watchdog said today. Mohammed al Baradei, chief of the International Atomic Energy Agency, said it was a “race against time” to prevent terrorists from obtaining nuclear materials. His words echo repeated warnings by Tony Blair of the danger posed by an alliance between rogue states and terrorist

Jesse who’s this now? Sorry, never heard of the guy.

In an editorial for the Chicago Sun-Times, Jesse Jackson writes that despite our military prowess, the US lacks the moral authority to — wait. Wait wait wait. You know what? Who cares what Jesse Jackson writes. The last time this two-bit, race-baiting shakedown artist was relevant I was wearing parachute pants and hanging velvet Def Leppard posters all over my room. No. My new, permanent response to all things Jesse

Abu Ghraib would make a kickass band name. If the band were really edgy, I mean. Lots of long drum solos and the like… Definitely. Totally kickass! update: I like Twix. Like, lots.