Awright, that’s it. Rumsfeld is quitting, and I’m so damn happy about everything today that I actually AM crying. I can’t tell you how much these last years have worn on my faith in humanity. (Or as K put it in “Men in Black”, “A person is smart. People are dumb, panicky, dangerous animals and you know it.”)
But right now I feel like I could be Calvin, and Hobbes and I would march up and down the halls at work, him banging on the big bass drum with his mallets, and me crashing my cymbals together and singing football victory songs at the top of my lungs. Now, let’s go get the GLBTs and give them reason to pipe up the band.
This is how it’s going to be all day. So, suffer. 🙂 I’m going to eat a victory chocolate croissant now.