Strange days, strange times
It's never a good thing to wake up, turn on the news, and suddenly have a breaking report cut in saying that there's been yet another "incident" in London. Part of me wants to stay glued to the tv set, but the other part, the hysterical, panic-stricken, reasonable part, knows that if I want to pass next week, I should at least get some essays done.
Regardless, the news is horrific, and the only thing that kept creeping into my head was, when are we next? It's such a horrible thought, but I couldn't help it. That, and I seriously hope that Londoners continue to not be afraid. Scumbags who do horrible things like that deserve to be locked away, the key mysteriously lost.
Anyway, Wizbang has the latest.
