I will miss the hair.

You know what I’m talking about. That sweeping, wind-blown bouffant, the envy of hipsters everywhere, that effused a certain cuddly charm even though we KNEW it wasn’t true. At all. Even those curmudgeons at The Economist were seduced by its pulpy contours – a cover story several years ago featured a smiling and shock-topped Kim Jong Il beneath the headline “Greetings, earthlings,” which suggested that his madness stemmed not from an evil megalomania, but rather a humorous cosmic accident that mixed a smidge of alien DNA with his own. Whoops! Continue reading “Some thoughts on the passing of Kim Jong Il…” →