In other news ...

I am happy to report that The Poor Man has the Plan for Victory in The Global War on Terror! And it requires only a beer bottle, a handful of rusty thumbtacks, and a modest amount of hot coals, such as you might well have in your backyard grill. Oh, and the services of Andrew Sullivan are also required. Click here to read this excellent plan.

Also, my puny little excuse for a blogroll has grown by the addition of Pam's interesting blog, Musings of a Working Mom. (I'm not sure what other kind of mom there is; all the mothers I've known seemed to have plenty to do.) Anyway, go have a look.

Finally, in the "it's an ill wind that blows no one any good" department, I see that our supervisors have found a new way to enhance their revenues while keeping us all safe and free:

Pennsylvania turns a small profit by disposing of these castoff items, which it accepts from security contractors at 12 airports in five states, by selling them to the highest bidders at the online auction site eBay.

Most of the contraband merchandise is knives, nail clippers and cuticle scissors that were forbidden as carry-on items following the terror attacks of September 11, 2001. But there's also Wiffle Ball bats, frosting-encrusted wedding cake servers, sex toys and a couple of chain saws.

Wiffle ball bats? Cake servers? As Scripture says (Proverbs 28:1), the wicked flee when no one pursues. Is there anything that we're not terrified of?