I was feeling pretty down and ready to just give up on diplomacy altogether. I mean, why are we even trying if people don't want us there. And then I saw this picture.
There are some people in Libya who are genuinely distressed that their fellow countrymen killed an ambassador who really had the best interest of the Libyan people at heart. And maybe, in this case, some of them will be inspired to work together for change so that this kind of thing will become a faint memory. That is my hope and that is exactly why Husband went to Afghanistan.
So I'm sorry for not being funny today. I'll try again tomorrow.