On Today's Big Story

From an e-mail I sent to a friend this morning:

Sorry for the delayed response. We did Happy Hour, then dinner, then too much teevee, followed by a tossy-turny night of sleeplessness. And what's the FIRST thing I see this morning? The One is now a Nobel Laureate. If ever there was even a scintilla of doubt in one's mind that this "prize" is worthless... beyond the money and the melt-down value of the medal itself... there shouldn't be now. Kee-rist.

I've spent the time it's taken to consume my first two cups of coffee reading links from memeorandum on this non-event. Of all the things I've read so far, Jules Crittenden and the WSJ come closest to what I feel.  They must have world-class drugs in Oslo.  And lotsa Kool-Aid.