I don’t think RC2′s a fan:

Wheat & Weeds – In Which I Side Against The British PM

Why must we pretend that an organization which exists to misspend money, enrich apparatchiks, make sex-slave rings of girls in war zones, fund China’s forced abortion policy, give international venues to holocaust deniers, dictators and mass murderers, subvert international sanctions to prop up tyrants against human rights, promote abortion as the key to development, divert disaster relief money to fraudulent organizations, veto any effort to intervene on behalf of human rights for even the most oppressed peoples, bully religious nations into adopting Western promiscuity as a condition of aid money, allow countries such as Sudan & Syria to chair committees on human rights and persecute Israel as the sole nation on earth ever to have done anything wrong is in any way noble or dedicated to peace or human rights?

Move the UN to Tripoli and be done.

And then of course there was this one:

Wheat & Weeds – As I Would Not Be A Slave

I tried the apple cake. I think the apples weren’t very good (they didn’t cook down so much as just dry out), it didn’t say to peel them so I didn’t (wouldn’t have had time anyway) so the peels kept getting in the way, and I think I used too many. Next time I’ll double the cake and halve the apples, I think. I did follow up with a delicious hot milk cake with coconut topping, though. And brought a packet of Pepperidge Farms home with me yesterday afternoon. And happen to have some frozen pie crust and blueberries in the fridge…

and thus did the world end, not with a bang, nor a whimper, but a satisfied, post-prandial waddle