Sigh.

Unlikely insights:

Kirk: My God, Bones, what have I done?
McCoy: What you had to do; what you always do: turn death into a fighting chance to live.

Pre-Trip Update

I’m not actually sure if anyone is reading this yet, but will post anyway.

Stronach’s defection obviously complicates matters somewhat, so I really won’t know what is going on until tomorrow when the budget vote happens. I’m inclined to think that the government will fall, but that might just be wishfull thinking on my part. I’ve pretty much already committed my summer to the election, and so am not looking forward to being part of the collatoral damage from yesterday’s move.