Here’s another reason I live in the flat woods and not the White House. If Kim Jong-il and the North Koreans started the countdown on their rocket I’d drop a daisy-cutter on the launch pad before they got to 3-2-1. Then I’d say, “Wow, man, something blew up! You guys need to be more careful with your rockets.”
As it is, the North Koreans dropped more garbage in the Pacific and they’re telling the folks back home that they’ve got a satellite in the sky beaming down “immortal revolutionary paeans.” Since they’re going to lie about it, I’d rather hear the revolutionary explanation of how Kim Jong-il spent everybody’s lunch money blowing up the launch site.