As I sat idling in my SUV waiting for my McDonald's French Fries to cool, I determined that I was no longer going to worry about ILP fighting. Why? I just don't think I'll ever go on vacation there.
Sure, I might go to Epcot and see the Israel-Lebanon-Palestine Fighting exhibit or maybe pick up the video game around Christmas. But for the most part, the spark to global instability just doesn't interest me right now. It's not in my plans.
Heck, I've got kids who need braces and a wife who just got them off. I've got a boat that needs to be cleaned, goddamit.
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Sure, I read the newspaper (sports, Tempo, personals), but according to Time, cowboy diplomacy is dead. My take on this is that "if we ain't fightin it, I don't need to have a bumper sticker." Plus just think of that bumber sticker ... Support Our Nameless, Faceless Troops as They Hurl Us Into a Global Conflaguration. I got an SUV, but the bumpers ain't that big.