Could we have a little less running around and a little more bored downtime at the office, please? Would that be all right? And if we have to pick a day when I fire up the old Liberal dancing shoes and go riding in to rescue Noam Chomsky from the windmills over at 2 Blowhards, how about sending in an assistant to handle all these first report drafts on my desk? (That’s me, rabble-rousing in the comments. You can call me “Red.”)
Harv, you might want to sit this one out. Either that, or fasten your seatbelt.