How's this for starters: Osama bin Laden's driver was sentenced by a military tribunal to five and a half years in prison for supporting terrorism. He has already served about five years at Guantanamo, so he should feel good, right? If he is really an enemy combatant-chauffeur, he could be "detained" indefinitely. I wonder how many years Osama's chef will get. His drycleaner? The cable guy from El Jazeera? You know his plumber is in deep shit.
I guess that means Cheney's cardiologist is a war criminal, too. What does that make Karl Rove's proctologist?
Something unusual, impossible, unthinkable could happen today - like an isolated, secretive, capital-C Communist red-menace yellow-peril Marxist-Leninist-Maoist dictatorship hosting the running-dog imperialist capitalist international community in the peace, love, and brotherhood/sisterhood festival of faster, higher, stronger, farther, bigger, richer, flashier than thou - all beamed to your screen through the big-hearted benevolence and Olympian idealism of General Electric/NBC.
So prepare for hour after hour of flag-waving, official teeth-whitening, warm and fuzzy feel-good stories that have nothing to do with actual sport but sure do sell the product that is the Telelympic Games.
All in a day's weirdness.
Recap of a short conversation on the way to the office this morning.
(I'm on my bike stopped at a red light, and another biker, about my age, pulls up.)
"How ya doin'?"
"Great, how are you doin'?"
"Nice day."
"You putting on some serious miles?"
"No, I'm just riding up to Panera to meet some people for coffee and bagels."
"That sounds good."
"How about you."
"I'm going to work."
"Oh, I don't do that anymore."
"That sounds good, too."
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