Okay. Libya. Rebels are making haste for Tripoli, courtesy of the giant red carpet rolled out by western warplanes. This might last for months, as far as American involvement is concerned, and the president is supposed to tell us more tomorrow. NATO has control of things now, but the USA is pressuring them to continue the bombing runs.

But we're not going to invade Syria or send planes there. Its president is likely going to lift a 50-year-old law that made mass gatherings illegal. All the same, the Syrian military has been called out, and dozens of protesters have been shot dead in recent days. Here's why this one's tricky for the White House.

In Japan, there are new reports of horrible radiation and THIS TIME IT'S REALLY SERIOUS! HOLY SHIT! Or not... Return to your previous levels of grave alarm.

Incidentally, this is what it looks like when anarchists take to the streets. Londoners get a little violent over budget cuts.

All that unnervingly unnatural bright, chromatic food we eat is turning our children into a pack of hyperactive assholes. Well, maybe, according to this one study.

It's the 30th anniversary of Jodie Foster's love present. Here's an image I'd like you to carry for the rest of the day: 70-year-old, half-bled-out Ronald Reagan naked on a stretcher.

Ah, yes. The streetcar to magical Lake Oswego. The O's Brad Schmidt gives some ink to prominent naysayers and asks whether the thing is worth its $458 million cost. Especially if it winds up helping developers and costing taxpayers if the feds don't come through with the cash as promised.

Meanwhile, here's some shittiness on the table in Ashland. Take your Shakespeare and shove it.

OH, AND GUESS WHO TURNED 80 YESTERDAY, ONLY DAYS AFTER THE GREAT BILL SHATNER BEAT HIM THERE? MR. FRICKIN' SPOCK.