When I was very, very young...1st grade? kindergarten? a cruel thing my friends and I sometimes engaged in was trapping various ants and other insects in a jar, and then shaking said jar to see if hideous arthropod warfare could be induced.
Now that I am older and more enlightened, I haven't thought about that particular childish stunt for a long, long time. It occurred to me today, though, listening to Lou Dobbs' show, which is pressing on in his summertime absence, that Dobbs has the kind of bottled up anti-immigrant anger that might be unleashed if he was properly agitated in a over-sized jar with Bob Novak, the Dark Lord of the Beltway.
Novak, for those of you who haven't been watching the news, smashed a pedestrian the other day with his black Corvette and fled the scene, only to be caught by a vigilante bicyclist who witnessed the sordid event. BN is a long time racing enthusiast with an anger problem directed at jaywalkers....the poor fellow he hit this time, though, apparently had the walk signal.
Shaking the two of them up in a jar seems like a suitable punishment for both men.
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Maybe there is something to this cell phone/brain cancer connection.
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2008/07/28/robert-novak-brain-tumor_n_115378.html
How many people did you hear of with brain tumors years ago?
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