After some long and serious thought I've come to a decision. And though it's a controversial stand for me to take and I'll catch a lot of flak for going public, I'm of the opinion that:

Saddam Hussein is evil

Sorry, but I tell it like I see it.

 
Diane over at Letter from Gotham is deep into development of a new (hopefully indie produced) film: Saving Private Lynch. The idea is no longer original by now. (I've already heard whispers of Reese Witherspoon for the role - though I agree she's not right for it. Private Clueless? Militarily Blonde? I don't think so.) Still, it's who gets a picture in the theaters first that counts.

I've already passed along my suggestion for who should play PFC Lynch. Amy's in her mid-twenties now, but I know she can pull off a corn-fed, West Virginian 19 year old.

I'm starting to feel like an agent.

 
It's interesting, albeit in a sad way, how near everything comes to be affected by war. Even the really fun stuff. As a snowboarder would say, it can make you to totally sketch the landing.

 
I was gone, in more ways than one, but now I'm back.

Um, woohoo.

I'll just explain by saying I had a breakdown of sorts, a sapping of intellectual energy, which primarily caused a lack of Net activity on my part. Hence blog, e-mail and a few other online endeavors laid dormant for much of the past few weeks. Apologies to anyone affected by this. For the rest, untouched and unconcerned: so it goes.

Also, note that any scrabblings of mine located on third-party sites during this lapse were mere attempts at therapy, nothing more, and any depth or clarity they might project is purely accidental.

Some things I missed commenting on while productively straight-jacketed:

• Phil hit a similar malaise. At least his excuse is blog-related.
• John went MovableType on us. Commenting is enabled...
• The Raving Atheist went agnostic. Fundie doubter...
• Other April Fools' Day fun has come and gone. Eh.
• Concerns of the Pastry Brigade. It's a having and eating it too thing.
• The war is still in the news. At least we're winning. Yep.

Speaking of war coverage, seems Geraldo Rivera no longer is. If you knew me well, you'd also know how much enjoyment this provides. Could explain my recuperation.

[Update: Yeah, some self-absorption in this post. To believe anyone cares for the reasons I haven't posted merely highlights my huge ego. Think I didn't know this? Sorry, kid. And screw you.]