The Morning After...

Kudos to the sentient. Pity the birthers, truthers, teabaggers, poll unskewers, DeSouzas, legitimate rape mavens, and those preoccupied by variations of proximity to genitalia (rubber or otherwise). And, apropos of easing me through the early morn, cheers to mid-20th Japanese cinema. (I shall refrain from writing the sentence "Miozu Weighs a Ton.") Thank you, fellow Yanks...