Center for a New American Security

Readers: Don't everyone get excited at once, but Road House is on AMC right now. I spent a more-enjoyable-than-it-should-have-been evening in Beirut a few months back watching Road House dubbed into French. C'est Dalton!

Real heroes, meanwhile, were on display yesterday at Fort Bragg. I'm sure you all saw this in the Post:

As Ford and Staff Sgt. John Wayne Walding returned fire, Walding was hit below his right knee. Ford turned and saw that the bullet "basically amputated his right leg right there on the battlefield."

Walding, of Groesbeck, Tex., recalled: "I literally grabbed my boot and put it in my crotch, then got the boot laces and tied it to my thigh, so it would not flop around. There was about two inches of meat holding my leg on." He put on a tourniquet, watching the blood flow out the stump to see when it was tight enough.

Then Walding tried to inject himself with morphine but accidentally used the wrong tip of the syringe and put the needle in this thumb, he later recalled. "My thumb felt great," he said wryly, noting that throughout the incident he never lost consciousness. "My name is John Wayne," he said.

Jaysus.

Finally, your eponymous blogger was procrastinating this past week and went for a tour of his local distillery. Photo below. I am now prepared to explain the differences between Tennessee whiskey and bourbon whiskey. I can't believe I grew up in Tennessee without ever having visited before.