Sweet dreams

I seem to be wired to react to incomprehensible man-made tragedies in the same way over and over again - I go to LM's room at night, watch him sleep, and hope against hope nothing awful ever happens to him.

I was driving myself and HD nuts, trying to understand the mindset or goals of the Parisian attackers. Nothing computes.

Now France is bombing Syria. I shudder pondering what next.

Is the tide still turning, Mr. Walters?