Comestibles for Cogitation

I've been reading Libya articles all morning until my head hurts from wandering around this house of mirrors. The first casualty of war now lies a-mouldering in its grave, and I'm hard-pressed to find which particular cemetery plot to exhume.

However, this morning's money quote comes from the redoubtable war correspondant Robert Fisk, who sums things up thusly:

It is all wearingly familiar. And now we are back at it again, banging our desks in spiritual unity. We don't have many options, do we, unless we want to see another Srebrenica? But hold on. Didn't that happen long after we had imposed our "no-fly" zone over Bosnia?