Attention Deficits Skyrocketing

1. My friend Kevin points out that any day that starts with the Red Effing Baron in the news is a fine one. Man has a point. I'll add that anyone whose job it is to, you know, talk about the Red Baron a lot has really got it figured out.

2. 100 Thing to Which You Can Compare Interpol That Aren't Joy Division, courtesy of Hackmuth. I like "a very depressed Dire Straits," "the Strokes," and "lack of water." The absolute fact of the matter is that Interpol is a great but indefensible band.

3. Come on, guys. What would be so awful about banning the Bible. I mean, if the GOP is going to tell voters that that's what the liberals are putting on the table, we might as well get some good Bible-bannage out of the deal?

Finally: This last item is so crass, tasteless, and unwarranted I'm hiding it under a convenient, flimsy screen of HTML.

So I go to Pub Quiz every week, right, and at Pub Quiz the goal is to come up with a team name that is both witty and topical, yadda yadda yadda. Because this is the City That Never Stops Checking CNN, this amounts to a lot of awful puns on politics, current events, and the occasional celebrity mishap. Terrible stuff. The best team name from this week's PQ was "Nice Day for a White Trash Wedding," in reference to you-know-who; our team was "I Went to Iraq and All I Got Was This Lousy Severed Head." (Not exactly inspired, I know. No, not even touching on crass yet.)

A couple weeks back, though, the winning team name—as measured by a drunk crowd's boos, hisses, and through-gritted-teeth cries of indignation—was so far beyond the pale that I'm not sure I would care to meet its genius makers. Get this:

Chechen Education Policy: No Child Left Alive