Hammer Mill Days

What was that? You want more? Already ? No chance, Jack. I'm shutting you off. This little watering hole has dried up, my friend. WTF, followers of Big Green's meandering life story - since when am I the flapjack nazi, anyway? Am I not every bit the addict that my various colleagues have shown themselves to be over the last few years? I should say so. (And, in fact, I did.) Even now, as lame made-for-television-commercial emo music wafts up from the living room downstairs, I am pouring grade A Patagonian pancake batter into the frying pan, the glorious golden circles of nutrition spreading out from the stream, spattering hot butter in every direction. Total abandon, my friends - isn't that what you expect out of your pop musicians? Total, aimless, sputtering self-abandon, yea unto self-destruction. I have embarked upon that grimly seductive road. If I'm less than generous with the fruit of my skillet, it is out of conscience, not selfishness. DON'T FOLLOW ME HERE! ...

Sy Hersh just published a story in The New Yorker on the Bush White House's evolving plans to attack Iran . I imagine the fact that they are contemplating such madness will come as a surprise to no one, but Hersh describes a recent shift in the administration's rationale from "counterproliferation" to "counterterrorism", and this does raise some troubling possibilities. Their efforts to blame Iran for all of their troubles in Iraq have kicked into high gear over the past few months, and Hersh reports that they appear to believe that, with respect to public opinion, they are getting more traction with this argument than they had with the specter of a nuclear-armed Iran. (Apparently the American people are not as anxious to march lemming-like to the tune of that particular drum as they were in 2002-03.) This, of course, means that the Bush team is, once again, fixing the facts around the policy - deciding what they want to do first (e.g. bomb Iran), then work...