Kerry's Still a Jerk

Yesterday afternoon our phone screeched like a cross between a stuck banshee and Taylor Lorenz lamenting her critics, warning us of an impending Tornado. This is rare in New Jersey. Middle Daughter yelled, 'Grab the cats, Dorothy!' and headed for the basement. But when we came to we weren't surrounded by little people. We had one hell of a summer storm last night too. 

Between being a teacher and a college professor, for most of our adult life we've had a summer. Those summers have been filled with writing and research and in the last decade vacations, from which we usually need rest when it's over. Someone has to lug all that equipment to the beach. For the first time in a long time we admit to feeling a summer vibe. It's the last week of June, not even July yet, with nothing but summer in the immediate future. It's a hard feeling to explain, but there it is none-the-less. We are prone to pointless nostalgia, afterall. We like this feeling. We like it a lot. 

Zero Hedge tells us that John Kerry, D, France was on French TV slamming Putin, and was humiliated by French journalist Darius Rochebin who asked, '"Was it not a crime of aggression to enter into Iraq on the basis of a lie?"' Was it not indeed? We shrug in the most Mediterranean way possible. Iraq was a bad idea though.* Stroock's Books is stunned, shocked and appalled even, that we're agreeing with the French TV Host. Seriously, who haven't we invaded? 

For younger reader(s) John Kerry is the biggest asshole to run for president during our lifetime. A senator of no particular accomplishment, who campaigned in 2004 on a platform of withdrawing from Iraq (he voted for the invasion) and the fact that he spent four months in Vietnam. Kerry must have uttered the words, 'When I was in Vietnam,' half a dozen times a day. Kerry's own men campaigned against him in 2004:

If Kerry's so smart, how come he lost to W? What an asshole.

What Will's Watching: Aftermath. Arnold Schwarzenegger plays Roman Melnick, a construction worker who loses his wife and daughter in a plane crash. This movie is about pain, and loss and grief, and depression. One can never quite forget one is watching Arnold. He's really too big for any role at this point. But after 40 + years in Hollywood, Arnold shows us he's developed some acting chops. 3/4

Allll.....riiiiiight...now....We finished reading through the SAS attack on REDACTED. We also turned the scene over to our grognard who made some corrections but liked what he saw. That's like Simon Cowell liking your performance on American Idol. Our fellow North American (Randy Jackson, if one wants to stick with the American Idol thing) seems more or less pleased. The nuclear alert chapter remains and we are reading it now. Looks okay so far. 

*Only took us 20 years to figure that out. Well, maybe 15.