yesterday it was a musical war in obombaland between two tribes trying to drown each other out. it sounded like they succeeded. i pictured the bodies en masse writhing around on the ground, bones turned to dancing jam under the awesome power of the throbbing beat. i couldn't even hear the warplanes at the air and war show. i wondered if the ex-precedent was in the neighborhood what would the war be sounding like, or would all sides be dumbstruck in a tense semblance of reverence to the force field of the giant illuminated tower, mouths open in speechless o's.