TIRED. BUSY. NOT FEELING WELL.

Those are the reasons I've been an absent blogger lately. Besides, what's to say? The UN bombing--we told 'em so and they didn't listen. It's not the first time the UN has brushed us off, and won't be the last. Disband it. It's useless when it's not counterproductive.

The Israel bombing--call me cynical, but I'm not surprised about that anymore. Saddened, but not shocked. The fact is, the first second of peace will mark the last second of relevance for Hamas et al. Men who see themselves as romantic figures in some historic struggle against great odds today will have to get real jobs and lead ordinary lives if peace ever breaks out. They'll have to put down the bomb belts and get married, drive mini-vans and get along with the Jews, and it's that latter that's the biggest stumbling block. There won't be peace until the Palestinians and the rest of the Arab world wises up and ditches the "Palestinian cause." And that ain't gonna happen any time soon. This war is a long-haul affair, and we'll only win it when we blow away the Arab death cult mentality. That's going to take time.

Anyhow, I'll probably get back to blogging semi-normally eventually. Truth is, I'm a bit burned out right now. Blue funk. The blahs. Whatever.