There is no Combat! blog today, because I am taking my dad up to Seeley to run him around in the woods. You have to tucker him out or he’ll bark at raccoons all night. While I misidentify wildflowers, how about you read Andrew Sullivan’s bitterly disillusioned blog post about surveillance, abuse and the War on Terror. He’s referring to Glenn Greenwald, principal journalist in the Edward Snowden leaks, whose partner was detained at Heathrow for the legally maximum nine hours. It’s only a lucky coincidence that his name is Miranda. We’ll be back tomorrow with actual content and/or a story about a bear.