Hey, kids, you’ll never guess what old Chomsky’s done now. He’s written a sitcom. It’s about these American diplodudes – and dudesses – in Kyiv, right? And they’re down with the people righteously protesting against the regime, right? Except they’re doing the old yanqui thing where they’re like yakking away en clair on mobiles sorting out which of the rebels is going to be the main man, this boxer guy who everyone likes but who's a bit, you know, 'duh', and this other guy who’s a fascist but who might come in handy and the guy they really like because economics, right? And I don’t know what it is but they’re smoking something: you can just tell from the way they’re talking about the Russians "torpedoing this thing if it takes off" and the way these Ukranian hero types have all got these cute nicknames and they’re proper disrespecting the EU and everything.
Yeah: and they’re going to bring in a Western personality to sort it all out. Gotta be Bono, right? You know, I thought Noam was kind of old school. But deep down, maybe he’s still got it.