Despite my posturing, I have no real qualifications to talk about foreign (or indeed domestic) affairs. The murder of Benazir Bhutto has totally unmasked me. I can't comment. I can't offer analysis. I have nothing intelligent to say. Sadly, I have yet to come across a journalist who can say otherwise.
If that counts as sarcastic cultural criticism, I. Don't. Care.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)

No comments:
Post a Comment