I notice my fellow citizens are about to be subjected to The Trial of the Century, the Remake, known to our posterity simply as the Michael Jackson Trial. My heart goes out to all Americans forced to live through another media-saturated wall-to-wall blow-by-blow. I can take a total of 6 refugees, should conditions become too severe.
One can only hope that during moments of court-ordered blackouts, stations will replay such Jackson Five classics as "Ben" and "I'll Be There" or possibly "Dancing Machine."
In other news, I'm heading over to Oxford today, which is to academia what haute cuisine is to mealtime. I'll keep an eye out for low flying dodos.