So I stopped by the web's premiere source of kittens, butterflies, & sunshine last night to get my daily bowl of cold cheer and was suddenly overcome with a nearly overpowering urge to beat a bureaucrat to the floor with a lead pipe and hit him 'til he stopped whimpering. I mean, an even stronger urge than the one I usually have.
Why, you ask?
Well, let me tell you:
How do these people think the world works? Wave a wand in DC and reality bends to your will from sea to shining sea? Declare "haud pulvis fiat!" and suddenly Farmer Frank's tractors don't kick up any dust getting the soybean harvest in? Hey, let's get π rounded to 3 while we're at it and watch our students' grades rocket past the rest of the globe because math will be easier!