A DAY IN THE LIFE OF AMERICA

Our Man doesn't want to join the talking heads solutionizing What's Wrong With America. And he's not going to. He has enough trouble figuring out which trousers are his casual-smart workware and which his pyjamas to be in any position to offer loose hairs of wisdom that the commentariat haven't teased out already. But he will say this:

The senseless killing started last week.

I read the news today, oh boy. Three thousand dead blackbirds in Beebe, Arkansas. It could have been the first in signs of the Apocalypse. It could have been secret government experiments. It could have been dioxin poisoning or in fact an invisible UFO that caused the birds to fall out of the sky, 100,000 fish to float to the top of the Arkansas River and a gunman to go on the rampage to kill a Congresswoman.

There is a reason for it all, we just don't know it yet. Until we do, we are just applying our own biases to explain what we don't know. Hey, that's what got Our Man where he is today.

But in the search for truth, Our Man has found more of it in a fictional ex-President's twitter feed than anywhere else.

But Palin is an arse.