I Have No Joke Here...

...I just like saying, "President-for-life Petraeus" over and over again until it sounds almost normal.

For background, just read this rare moment of Chomskyan lucidity from Kevin Drum.

Until now, I didn't have any good ideas about who could plausibly take the starring role as the big villain in my near-future American catastrophe storyline. Now, I have at least one good candidate.

It's all so clear to me now. After our excellent adventurers, Dick and George, get done shooting the moon in Iran, General Brutus Petraeus will be finishing the Presidential term of whatever sad wreck of a human being gets into the White House next year. You do realize this, right?