I have spent the vast majority of today in a fine state of emotional turmoil because, again, the President of the United States at least, for whatever reason the brainworm piloting his skull has for doing so, WANTS me to believe he's going to drop a nuke on Iran. Is he? I dunno, it's not prophecy and Trump is not a reliable narrator about Trump. But uh... the President MIGHT nuke someone by dinner tomorrow is still both a remarkable situation and EXTREMELY FUCKING RELEVANT TO THE DISCUSSION.