Spending that “mission money” we all were asked to give back when I went to church, I presume. Great headline:

Giraffe ‘jumps to death after killing priest’

Lady Thatcher’s larger-than-life status as Britain’s most loved and hated prime minister since Sir Winston Churchill was confirmed yesterday when a man decapitated the marble statue of the former Conservative leader on display at the Guildhall Art Gallery in the City of London.

I like Duncan‘s take on the story.

Update: The BBC has pictures!

Choire has Dr. Faustus, Sam has Paul Lombardi, and I have Mark Morford. I don’t even know if he’s gay, but it doesn’t matter!

A sampling from a recent newsletter:

With the blast of an artillery cannon to mark the start, President Bush ran a three-mile race at a local Army base with hundreds of White House staff members Saturday to make the point for out-of-shape Americans that they should get off the couch and into exercise, but not so much that they actually get in shape and feel in any way reinvigorated and healthy and more mentally agile, more in tune with their bodies and their minds and hence more sensitive to the ongoing decimation of their civil liberties, more attuned to the power they actually have as individuals effect change, to rebel and resist and question, more aware of just how shockingly detrimental the Bush administration has been so far to the progress of the human species, from women’s rights to the environment to oily warmongering to ravaging the budget and annihilating the surplus to causing numerous global cringes just about every single time he speaks. “I feel great,” the leader of the free world said, as aides tied his shoes. “Everyone should do this. Well OK, not everyone. Some people. Mostly those who voted for me. But probably not even them.”

He even ends with a fabulous Nietzsche quote:

At times one remains faithful to a cause only because its opponents do not cease to be insipid.

Courtesy of The Guardian.

Mr Topp’s bottom lands him in Greek police cell