Imagine a T-shirt. On the front of this T-shirt it says: "I was an Al Qaida hostage in Iraq and all I got was this stupid T-shirt!"
The T-shirt has no head-hole.
Okay, Ford in Flyvver, no more skipping my breakfast soma-milkshake! Is it just me or is the Imperial Nutzi-ness just getting crazier by the day? Am I getting desensitized? The first one or two of these things were shocking, but hearing about them now strikes me about the same as hearing about freak accidents, like someone killed in a flash rainstorm when the bridge he was on washed out. The violence is acquiring the flavor of a severe weather report in the news: "Today's weather in Central Iraq calls for a slight chance of fire-bombings and decapitations, followed by increasing Apache Helicopter attacks tonight..."