At this moment, I am on assignment in Europe, a continent that, like America, seems more screwed-up with every visit. To escape the insanity that threatens to engulf us all, this morning I decided to work remotely from a small French town. Hammering away on my laptop, I sat down to enjoy a nice breakfast in a quaint little café. The coffee was good. So were the bacon and eggs. Fearing I would miss a critical news event — you know, like, say, the ransacking of a California university by students deeply concerned with the ideals of democracy — I put in my earbuds and listened to BBC Radio.