Sulu pwns Tim Hardaway.

Scarier and scarier.

You weren't using your habeas corpus rights anyway, were you?

In our names, on our hands.

"If I die, please remember that there was a human being named Jumah at Guantanamo whose beliefs, dignity and humanity were abused. Please remember that there are hundreds of detainees at Guantanamo suffering the same misfortune. They have not been charged with any crimes. They have not been accused of taking any action against the United States."

It's starting.

US Forces Storm Iranian Consulate

President Bush is looking more and more like the drunk in a bar who gets in your face, shoving and poking you in the chest, hoping to provoke you into throwing a punch so he can claim you "started it."

Or, well. Like this guy.

Murder in the Tubes.

Little Sadie
Tom Dooley
Delia's Gone
Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner
Duncan and Brady
The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll
Stagger Lee
Pretty Polly
Folsom Prison Blues
Rain and Snow
Joe Hill
Long Black Veil

Hard times, come again no more.

Someone's reading your mail.

Ugh. Some small part of me hopes that this is the straw that breaks the camel's back. That no one, not even the most fanatical apologist, thinks it's okay that the president of the United States believes he can read your mail without a warrant.

The rest of me thinks that's hopelessly naive.