Is it April Fool's Day Already?

Now, as many of you know, Old Ken is not a terribly political guy. Nonetheless, that said, per se ... Paul Wolfowitz. The man famed for spitting on his comb and running it through his disgusting coif at the beginning of Michael Moore's Fahrenheit 911; the ideological bastard-spawn of Leo Strauss and central mover and shaker in Pentagon neo-con circles; architect of the disastrous Iraq war. This criminal as the head of the World Bank? Are you kidding me?

When I read this news, Old Ken's emotions oscillated at staccato pulse between reeling nausea, blinding rage and just deep, deep sadness at the absurd, ugly horror of the world we live in. These feelings were assuaged a bit by sending some desperate rants to my congress-people, an option I hope you too, friend, may seize as a means of combating this atrocity.

Although Old Ken likes to share the lighter side of things with you, there are some dark, occulted montrosities that cannot go without note. I need you to be aware of this one, friend, so that we can take action together. Dragons everywhere! Time for a bonfire!