Today the President and the loyal opposition engaged in another pointless pissing contest that will only leave the people they serve all wet.
Today Chicago’s murder rate eclipsed Kabul’s.
And today, the mountains were impossibly green. The sky was crystal blue etched with feathery clouds. The air was crisp and, as the wind thundered through the permanently-open windows of the beat-up SUV that was one of millions of contributors to some of today’s events, the news of the world was mercifully drowned.