I haven't read the New York Times recently. During reading of Friedman's latest idiocy the Times gave me a popup that this was my last free article for the month. I haven't missed the Times. My aggravation level has been mitigated. But then I read this and I'm glad for the limit. Friedman just gets goofier and goofier-surreal-and he and Maureen Dowd and Nicholas Kristoff channel my inner Luis Suarez. I would like to bite Thomas L. Friedman really hard and I don't need to have those thoughts, do I? No I do not.