Place: Lebanon, the Palestinian refugee camps of Sabra and Shatilla.

Time: 1982.

Dramatis Personae: A gunman from the Israeli ally militia, a just-orphaned 10 year old boy, a cameraman.

I have studiously avoided as much as possible viewing the pictures of the slaughtered children from Sandy Hook.

It makes my heart explode, and I really am not right for hours thereafter.

Sometimes I get caught unawares, like I just did by Chris Hayes sitting in for Lawrence O'Donnell, in the prelude to discussing yesterday's  primary in Chicago.

This is a Fox Business Channel segment of surpassing entertainment value--watch it soon, cause it's bound to be taken down shortly.

Under the rubric "Is government being too hard on the banks?", "correspondent" Melissa Francis mounted a push-back against Elizabeth Warren's widely praised roasting of a panel of do-nothing regulators for their abysmal failure to punish even the most egregious bank criminality.

My father was irritated because a Federal Judge had ordered him to produce before him his client, an Italian American businessman then vacationing out of the continental limits (and, coincidentally, the extraditional reach) of the United States.

This moved my father to share with the judge his opinion that his obligation of vigorous representation of his client was incompatible with hauling him into court, and if the judge wanted him here, the judge could undertake to bring him.