More on modern leftism, relativism, as mid-to-latter-20th Century teen angst: via National Review, a lament from the modest left on the Democratic Party's suicidal vainglory in its impending selection of Howard Dean as national chairman; and, via Craig Brett, Victor Davis Hanson's illustration of transnational oligarchs as late-sleeping idlers of the Western world.
One can't help thinking of the slacker's anthem by late Scottish quintet Ned's Atomic Dustbin, "What Gives, My Son." Presumably the band would have thought itself model in postmodern detached bemusement, and no self-reflection intended — but at least the mirrors work in this house.