In honor of the return of Doctor Who to PBS, here's a look back at a strange event 20 years ago:

alpha charlie bravo is on the clock...

Alright.
I'm invoking the Thaksin Shinawatra Rule:¹
It's time to step down.



You too, Wolfie.

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Letters In The Dirt

Hey kids! Who wants to play?
I've played softball the last couple of years on Sundays in Grant Park. Last year, I was subjected to a handful of untimely forfeits due to under participation of teammates. So I would like to put my own team together. So, if you haven't retired from recreational sports and are not otherwise physically unable to perform, come join my Championship Runner-up team in the making.

Things Fall Apart

Yesterday marked the 4th Anniversary of the fall of Baghdad. In light of this auspicious occasion, I hereby present: the best of alpha charlie bravo. Here's an excerpt from a posting on April 4, 2003:


My theory is: Saddam Hussein has clones.
And of course, each successive clone is a little dumber than the previous. One clone decided to attack Iran. Another thought April Glaspy said it was okay to invade Kuwait, and yet another was running this war.
What happened to the Circle of Death? The oil trenches dug around Baghdad and then set ablaze? What happened to the night vision goggles Rummy was so concerned about? What happened to flooding the Karbala gap, sabotaging oil wells, attacking Israel and making the Tigris and Euphrates rivers run red with the blood of infidels? What happened to the chemicals and the red line outside Baghdad? What happened to "I'm a crazy MoFo with nothing to lose and I'll fight to the death..." blah, blah, blah? At least make them put on a good show when the troupe comes to the big city. At this rate we'll be invading Syria by July and Iran by next January, and I'm not ready for the Pax Americana yet; I still have laundry to do.

How's this for a non-sequitor:
I can end global poverty in three generations.