“How much money would you pay to see the makers of The Last Temptation of Christ make a similar film about the Prophet Muhammad? How long would they be alive? An hour? An hour and fifteen minutes?” – Jay Nordlinger, National Review
SPIN-FREE ZONE: It may be that the British commander of a naval ship that struck a rock in the South Pacific will be court-martialed. He clearly goofed badly. But I can’t help but admire his honesty and contrition. Here’s his account of what happened:
“It hazarded the lives of 250 men and women. We have done significant damage to a major British warship. This is not a good day for me.” Asked what caused the accident, he said: “A combination of unfortunate circumstances and human error. This is quite the worst thing that has ever happened, quite the worst. Character-building stuff.”
Wouldn’t it be great if a politician who screwed up royally would be as straight-forward about taking responsibility?
WAS HE A TERRORIST? Mark Steyn’s piece on Hadayat had me howling.
MORE RELIGIOUS CHILD ABUSE: This wasn’t sexual, but it strikes me as horrifying nonetheless. And all in the name of Christianity.
THE DEBATE ON C-SPAN: The gay debate between me, Richard Goldstein, Norah Vincent and Carmen Vasquez will apparently be shown on C-SPAN on Saturday July 13th at 3.50pm and Sunday July 14 at 1.35 am.
EUCLID UPDATE: The stray beagle, Euclid, that I found a couple months back had some rough heart-worm problems. She was treated with arsenic at the vet and slowly recovered. Here’s the latest missive from her new parents:
Euclid has gotten back some of her old spunk and zip. She has taken over the couch. But generously. Anyone else is permitted to sit there as long as they pay her adequate attention. She’s also turned into a somewhat finnicky eater — the only “treat” she’ll accept are bacon jerky strips from Giant. Forget plain biscuits, Sausages, or even the treats from the foofey Three Dog Bakery here in Bethesda. Ron and I are going out of town and leaving her for the first time next weekend. Euclid will be staying with my parents. My mother realizes that Euclid is about as close to a grandchild as she’ll ever get and is correspondingly doting. We’ll see if she can get even more spoiled.
Can’t wait to see her again when I get back to DC.
The Dish 