My mother (whose cartooning skills were praised by Edward Gorey himself) writes:

I’ve been reading “Annals of Justice: Outsourcing Torture” by Jane Mayer, in the Feb. 14 & 21 issue. Quite depressing—but a fraction of my day was enhanced by learning that there is a Pentagon spokesman named… (DRUM ROLL)

LT. COMMANDER FLEX PLEXICO!!!! (pg. 118)

Nobody could possibly make this up. Such a great name. Action figure potential? I don’t think I would care to be tortured by him, though. (Or by somebody named anything else, either.)

Or as Three Roses put it,

Every day, it feels more and more like the 80’s again. I cannot express how delighted I am to learn that the Public Affairs Officer for the US Pacific Fleet is none other than one Lt. Cmdr. Flex Plexico. Makes me feel like I’m living in an American Flagg! comic!

The ’80s are one thing (particularly if a temporary stay there includes a parked car and the young Nicolas Cage), dastardly yes-men quite another. Where have you gone, Peter Parker? The nation turns its lonely eyes to you.

Mayer piece: related [Agonist]
Judge Rules Guantanamo Tribunals Illegal [Watching Justice]
Wakka Ding Hoy! [Three Roses Informatics]
Photo Opportunity for Military Commissions Ceremony [DoD]
The Politics of Superheroes [Democratic Underground]
Mr. Sinister [Marvel Comics]