If worry would keep nuclear weapons tucked away, we'd be safe as milk, right? I've always said that guilt was a product of evolution so that humans wouldn't all get squashed fornicating in the middle of the road.
With the holiday season bearing down on us, let's sing all those songs about babies in mangers and melting snowmen and spread some peace and good cheer. Let's make it a good one in case it's the last one.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
