Here are my ten cents on the happenings in England:

I have been thinking about that Tupperware of defunct explosives the police found in London the other day. As far as ways to die poorly, having an explosive go off in your backpack sure seems like an awful way to go out. Maybe I'm wrong here, but it seems like you would have a few seconds to think about what you did as your head goes flying off your now non-existent body. Talk about a serious existential crisis followed immediately with an intense discussion about the existence of God.

It just all seems like amazing painful way to give it to The Man.