Hiatus
The littlest wombat is a bit under the weather, and so duties in the burrow and elsewhere prevent your host from offering up an underwhelming followup to Rachel's skull-scraper of last week.
Anyway, if I understood the President's address yesterday, you should be spending today meditating on how you're much, much safer now than you were five years ago. Really; he said that. So, I wouldn't want to interfere with this opportunity to bask in the glow of how incredibly secure the modern world has become...