Class? Err, no.

Since it's April Fool's Day, I figured it'd be both timely and funny, albiet morbid, to post a parody of this column by Crazy Jesus Lady (nickname courtesy of alicublog). It would have been a letter from Heaven from the recently departed which castigated all those who used a woman's tragedy to advance agendas and get media attention; the list of those castigated would include Crazy Jesus Lady. Determining that it's actually in worse taste than everything else that went down, I decided against it.

Besides, the real aftermath of this whole thing, aside from the aformentioned stuff at Crooked Timber(see one post down), will be the further Luntzification of our dialogue, resulting in yet another stick to poke in the eyes of people who might see some ambiguitiy in the world. I refer, of course, to the Culture of Life/Culture of Death dichotomy. Much like the War On Terror or the Bush Administration's committment to national security, the Culture of Life and the Culture of Death don't exist.

Unless of course this is the Culture of Life and this is the Culture of Death.