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Tom Coburn is a Big Fat Jerk


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Saturday, August 27, 2005

So here it is

This week, a friend's brother died in Iran, victim of a suicide bomber. He leaves behind a wife and young children and sisters and brothers and nieces and nephews and cousins and friends.

Another friend is now even more worried than she was before --- her brother is a U.N. peacekeeper in Kosovo. And there's nothing I can say or do.

And me, I've been standing in front of classes flailing my arms about wildly and talking talking talking and handing our tasks and lessons and schedules and answering questions and answering more questions and grading and grading and reading and reading and thinking, always thinking and always wondering what's the best thing to do next.

And it's the end of August and it's been over 90 for how many months now? And I'm getting really really tired of it.