Sorry, folks... I've got some strange malady that's sort of digestion - related but mainly expresses itself as a giant sheet of cold molasses that slowly covers my entire body and sucks energy from my pores. It's fatiguerriffic!
Hence, the near - total lack of words for you to masticate. On Tuesday, I was on Manhattan Island for the first time in over three months, and I just haven't had the wherewithal to do the planned write - up.
But soon.
In the meantime, Stephen Green's piece on what Andrew Sullivan doesn't get about America is a good bit of ideation to absorb and consider.
