This morning I'd like to write a long rant about our shameful treatment of Chinese activist Chen using lots of quotes from John Stuart Mills and other political theorist I learned about in Gov 100,
but instead, I'm going to walk a hundred miles inside my house with a colicky baby girl strapped to my chest.
God's laughing at me.
"Which act do you really think is going to shame the Devil, Miss Abigail", He tells me.
(At least I'm soothing my fifth child, and a girl at that. Take that China!)
