Hammer Mill Days

Got everything packed? Good, good. Don't forget the picnic (pronounced pick-a-nick) basket. Then there's the water supply, or at least that machine Mitch invented that makes water from thin air using something that looks like a spark plug. (I think the Robinsons used it on Lost In Space , right alongside the clothes washer that folded garments and wrapped them in plastic.) Well, it's been a long summer, and we have done absolutely NOTHING that can be considered recreational. Yes, Marvin (my personal robot assistant) rolled over to the hardware store once or twice to pick up some machine oil and batteries. Yes, the mansized tuber struck up a friendship with some ornamental plant outside the 7-11. Yes, Mitch Macaphee went to half a dozen mad science conferences, one held in an abandoned cement plant on the north end of town. (I told him to have it here, that one abandoned mill is just as good as another, but he wasn't having any of that.) Still, none of this can be cons...

I'm going to rant about something that has really gotten under my skin this week, and I want to say up front that I am not raising this in defense of Obama's foreign policy so much as in response to a thirty-five year hyper-nationalist obsession that shows no sign of abating. I'm referring to the recent stories about the $400 million transfer to Iran coinciding with the release of some key detainees, and the consequent hysterical response and cries of "ransom!" on the part of center-right pols and pundits. Even purported liberals have adopted some of the language of this crusade, pointing out apparent "linkage" between the payment and the release. Let me make just a few points in response. First, the $400 million is not our money; it is Iran's money. It represents funds paid by the Iranian people for arms sold to the despotic Shah before his overthrow; the arms were never delivered, and with the application of sanctions, the money was frozen, like ...