The war that's supposed to be over,

which shouldn't have been started in the first place, has taken a lot more lives since it 'ended' than it did while it was happening. It used to be infuriating, but that word is too mild to describe how I feel about it now. This cartoon says it pretty well, doesn't it?

I want to thank Stacy for reminding me about Mikhaela because I don't read The Boston Phoenix nearly as often as I used to.