When faced with stories like the third one in Olbermann's "Bushed" segment tonight, it's hard not to be reminded of the famous Martin Niemöller poem, or this Sinclair Lewis novel.
Or, I suppose, the Zappa tune with the same name as the Sinclair novel (though the meaning of that tune is ambiguous -- it seems to be about the inevitability of freaks taking over the world, but of course Zappa was much less sanguine than that).
Anyhow, I digress:
On a lighter note, I am discovering that the Countdown website is, like, totally bitchen. Hooray! Guess I no longer have to sit through a million mindless ads for Bare Minerals (was ever a demographic so poorly targeted?).