*Doh*

So two days ago, I posted my wish that Cheney's quail-hunting victim had been more severely injured, so the veep would be subject to more severe public judgment.

Today, that wish came true. A piece of birdshot migrated through victim Harry Whittington's system, struck his heart and caused a minor heart-attack. Now, I don't believe in fate, karma, or any of that other touchy-feely bullshit, so I'm not feeling responsible or anything.

But I do feel like the insensitive asshole of the day...

My bad.