Snark in the time of Cherry Blossoms

It's hard to build up a good head of steam for snarking right now. Just when I think I've got something to rip and tear, I hear about how the Lebanese people are marching holding Korans wrapped with rosaries and telling the Syrians exactly where they can go and what they can do when they get there. Or I read that Afghanistan, for the first time since australopithecus roamed the earth, has a woman governor. Or the story of a little Iraqi girl saving a convoy of Marines hits the press (blogs got it first, neener neener!)

Or, more simply, cherry blossoms.

Same thing, really. Change is coming. Spring is coming. And you can see it getting better every day.

Oooh, just thought of a snark! You know, there are people who see the exact same thing, and think "Instability", "Why did it take so long?", "That can't be true, they all hate us", and "Global Warming". I laugh with glee in their general direction. Their misery is entirely their own fault. I bet they don't even like puppies. And puppies love everybody.