In the face of terrifyingly single-minded suicide bombings, the world bends. The TV news searches for clues, "But... But... Butting" like a faulty outboard motor. Dubya waits patiently for help from Jesus with a look in his eyes I've only ever seen on him, junior school Ritalin zombies and the cast of German porn movies. And the war goes on.
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