Frankly, we are cranks. The cultural and political hypocrisies, unexamined presuppositions, and the barbaric level of discourse that rages between the respective ends of America’s political spectrum makes us so. But we are amused cranks who poke, jab, and denounce with wit and grit both left and right in the midst of our national donnybrook. Our efforts to howl against the gale will be futile, but we will scratch the itch because we cannot help it. Wild dogs need to bark.

So a toast to Gaudium et Furia Interrupta.