I walked into my office and found a copy of Thierry Meyssan’s L’Effroyable Imposture: Aucun avion ne s’est ecrase sur le Pentagone! in my chair.

Lest you’ve forgotten, I think that Meyssan is a tremendous bastard.

I have no idea where it came from or why, but it didn’t make me terribly happy. I’m sure it wasn’t a malicious act, someone must have dropped it off randomly. Odd things gravitate toward my office.

Odd people, too, but that’s another subject altogether…

My French may not be particularly good anymore, but it’s sufficient to tell me that this book is utter crap. I should not have looked at the pictures in this context.

I thought this category was officially retired. Guess I was wrong.

I need a walk and some fresh air.

plucked from the ashes of the punkprincess.com archives, reposted 02-28-07