JL fiddles with Loeb while Argentina burns. http://cnnwire.blogs.cnn.com/2008/04/17/buenos-aires-choking-in-smoky-air/ No doubt our intrepid reader of all things Greek rejoices, remembering the mysterious "Greek Fire" of the Byzantine Greeks that predated or own precious WWII flame throwers and Vietnam napalm by some fifteen hundred years and which set afire many a glorious wooden warship in its day. Lawrence will proud to know that Greek Fire was first used against Muslim Arabs in the first Siege of Constantinople (674), and in the second Siege of Constantinople (718). But it's Istanbul, not Constantinople now -- so I guess the Arabs must have finally discovered water. But it was a Roman, not a Greek, who's famous for fiddling through fires and though JL's Italian (or at least Ligurian) by blood and though blood is thicker than water, it's not thicker than the tomes of Loeb, one of which, I'm sure, recounts the bringing of fire by Prometheus to manly mankind, not to womanly, she remained in the dark. Some claim fire is metaphor for intelligence, but I think not. Some say were there's smoke, there's fire. I say, where there's fire, there's smoke. Buenos Aires, now known as Malos Aires, can attest to that. Fire in the fields, fire in the fields, hie ho the dairy-o, there's fire in the fields. Let us hope that JL takes advantage of the situation and throws his Loebs on the bonfire of vanities and cooks up some s'mores. Mike Geary unable to sleep knowing JL's River Plat is ablaze