Trust me on this. Read it all at Winds of Change. If you want to read a little bit about what some folks spend their time with now and then, check out William Arkin while you are at it. It is about Iran. It is serious. I am going to steal something from Joe who begins with Chesterton:
Me? I have half a bottle of Chateau Teyssier 2002 Montagne Saint-Emilion a home that needs tending to.
"I tell you naught for your comfort,
Yea, naught for your desire,
Save that the sky grows darker yet
And the sea rises higher.
Night shall be thrice night over you,
And heaven an iron cope.
Do you have joy without a cause,
Yea, faith without a hope?"