Over the past couple of days I restrained my frequent urges to blog about the Iranian situation. Competing viewpoints, competing accounts of the facts and competing views of how significant which facts would be. I kept casting the bones, and each time they had no sense of direction at all.
None of that has changed. What has changed is that I now have most of a bottle of wine in me, and so I offer my considered opinion to the Iranian people:
Fuck those fuckers the fuck up.
Tomorrow may bring more elaborate commentary, or it may not.