So I watched W’s farewell address last night.
You’ve got to give him props for consistency, if nothing else. He went out, not so much defiant as utterly uncaring about the truth. It struck me that the only way it made any sense whatsoever was if my TV was somehow receiving a broadcast from that parallel universe in which Spock has a beard and the Enterprise is crewed by space pirates ...
I hope they nail his ass for war crimes. I really do.
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