This piece has already been cremated by Pete Guither and its ashes thrown from a mountaintop by David Sirota, but in case you missed Kevin Sabet's lament in the New York Times about his lonesome quest to find reasonable voices in the drug war debate, well, I just wish you could've seen the expression it left on my face.
This guy wrote speeches for multiple Drug Czars and yet finds himself complaining that "extremists on both sides have taken over the conversation." Dude, look behind you. There's nobody there. I never saw someone sitting six rows back from Sabet screaming psycho drug war battle cries into a bullhorn. If you've been deciding what words would come out of the Drug Czar's mouth, your centrist credentials are in question. Sabet's been writing cheers for one of the teams, then shows up in a referee uniform and a fake moustache hoping no one will notice. It would be no more absurd for Rob Kampia or Ethan Nadelmann to do the same.