We can’t get enough of journalist Michael Ware, or his enormously intrepid balls. The dude’s been stalking around the shittiest parts of the Middle East since 2001 (Kabul, Kandahar, Fallujah, Tikrit, Tal Afar, Mosul, Samarra, Ramadi, Bagdad), reporting from both the US and enemy camps. Consequently, he’s been kidnapped three times, and on one of those occasions he scarcely avoided having his head hacked off by his captors. Most people would quit a job that almost saw their head removed, but Michael, completely unruffled, possibly because he’s psychotic, has turned his attention to a comparatively more treacherous battle: The Mexican drug wars.
I guess he just doesn’t like his head that much. It’s not a bad head. The brain certainly works. He could use a new nose (Worzel Gummidge called; he wants another go at smelling.), but other than that warped protuberance, he’s a handsome man.
Here’s a video of Mick tearing GOP cabana boy, Marc Thiessen, a sorely needed new asshole.

In other news, I have a heartbreakingly poor grasp of grammar… still. So, on the recommendation of a few fellow scribes, I’m reading The Elements of Style by Strunk and White. So far it hasn’t really helped. For example: I’m not 100% sure I was meant to use ‘:’ after the word ‘example’ in the sentence you just read. Nor did I feel confident placing commas before and after Marc “Dunkin’ Donuts for lunch again” Theissen’s name. It ‘felt’ right, but who knows? Strunk, I suppose.
Anyway, if you’re considering learning how to be a better writer, read The Elements of Style. It’s the bible, according to my circle of famous published… friend. See? Was I supposed to sprinkle some commas in that last sentence? Who can say? Strunk? He’s dead. Oh, he wrote a book before he died, did he? Well, thanks for telling me what already knew, Captain Gifted-balls.

P.s. saw this at PS. Amazing.