John Ashcroft is not a sane man.
So today: laundry. Also get a story in working order for the Atlantic student contest, and another story for Tuesday's workshop. Though I'm not holding my breath for eitherI'm not going to win the former, and one can never predict what might happen in the latter. I think that by now I've extracted all possible usefulness from it. I get the meaningsenseclarity thing already, and the endless variations on that theme are starting to feel like my experience in fifth-grade math: one more time, all right, this is the numerator, this is the denominator.
Via Owl Farm: civil disobedience takes on militant feminism in the person of El Dildo Bandito, who stole 21 ceramic penises from a propagandistic art exhibit in the Boulder public library. And why must we turn to Fox for coverage of this?
Abdul Wakil is one of the saddest men I have ever seen.