Granted that almost all of Obama’s exciting, innovative “change we can believe in” turns out to have been exhumed direct from the sclerotic Seventies to stagger around like a rotting zombie in polyester bell-bottoms from some straight-to-video sequel, there’s still something almost touchingly quaint in the notion of an international summit on nuclear “nonproliferation” in the 21st century.

Read the whole thing—like I gotta tell you…

Confucius, Œc. Vol.

Don’t ask impertinent questions like that jackass Adept Lu.