First beaver spotted in New York City in 200 years Fake Private Parts Are No Joke, Myers Says Gelgameks Self Advancement Through Creepy Atmosphere Promotion! They Eat Their Young

Well then.  Looks like every conceivable story has already been covered here today.  Guess I’ll go watch “The View.”

SAN JOSE, Costa Rica (AP)—A tour bus of U.S. senior citizens defended themselves against a group of alleged muggers, sending two of them fleeing and killing a third in the Atlantic coast city of Limon, police said on Thursday. One of the tourists – a retired member of the U.S. military aged about 70 – put assailant Warner Segura in a head lock and broke his clavicle after the 20-year-old

Bwahahahaha!  Over at Patterico’s. h/t FA Ace has something about Demon Bats over at his site, for those who are afficionados. Allah admits cosmic irrelevance; Marcotte fails to follow suit.

A man who fell sixteen stories from a Minneapolis Hyatt, only to have his fall cushioned by a fabric overhang, says that he sees the hand of God in his survival and has begun going to church for the first time in years. Atheist rationalist gets angry about this, concluding:

From Furriskey.  They measure and match 37 dimensions of compatibility. Chimpanzees fashioning deadly weapons in West Africa.  I’d blame the Chimperor, but the victims are bush babies: still, I think that it’s clear that if not for American hegemony this would not be happening.  Will the UN do anything to stop the genocide being conducted against bush babies?

Peter Bergen and Paul Cruickshank have a new piece posted at Mother Jones claiming that “The Iraq Effect” has increased terrorism sevenfold worldwide.  It’s already been picked up by the HuffPo and will likely burble its way through the Left part of the blogosphere after making Memeorandum. As my first guest-posts here—“Are Terrorists Doritos?” and “Are Terrorists Doritos? (Part 2… Hey!)”—are on this very topic, it is worth briefly noting

me: “Mmm.  Delightfully peaty.  Excellent nose.  Hints of the sea, commingled with the vanilla nuttiness of charred oak.  Nice smooth finish… Exquisite!” glass of Laphroaig Scotch: “Thanks!” glass of Laphroaig Scotch: “And for what it’s worth, I really like your ass.”

This place could use a little love. From the blokes at 18 Doughty Street This Yankee thanks you, lads. 

Personally, I have no (philosophical) qualms with altering the comments of a troll whose sole purpose in posting here is to launch personal attacks against me or one of my commenters —though, since the blogosphere’s grown and I’ve become something of a high-profile site, I have taken to using brackets and italics, etc. (on those few occasions where I’ve altered a comment) to signal that I’ve done so. It wasn’t