My book reading binge continues, which is why my blogging has been so light. Currently I'm on Philippe Roger's book "The American Enemy: The History of French Anti-Americanism". It combines Gallic wittiness with a very interesting indepth analysis of why the French despise America so much. In a word, the reasons go back centuries.

For a long time in the past I have consistently been warning everyone that once the Loony Mullahs of Iran get their knukes it will be a whole new ball game. Well, it seems that lately the blogosphere has started to wake up about this, and many people have realized just how acutely bad the situation has become. For example, see this article by Joe Katzman entitled "Our Darkening Sky: Iran and the War". If Mr. Katzman sounds gloomy, he has every reason to be so.

Addendum: At the Belmont Club, the perspicacious Wretchard thinks we still have a "paradigm problem". And over at the Weekly Standard, Reuel Marc Gerecht is talking out loud about "nuclear theocrats". Yes, I see that Iran has finally gotten everyone's attention. The problem I have is this constant feeling gnawing at my bones: that I'm now living in a time comparable to 1914 or 1939, a time on the brink just before the whole world goes over the cliff. And I have this dismal feeling that it won't be over with until there are millions of people dead.

Addendum: On the subject of Iranian knukes, the mighty Mark Steyn has also weighed in. Be sure to read his column entitled "Standing small against Iran won't work".