As much as one wants to shoot the messenger bearing bad news, there is an equal and opposite desire to toast and celebrate the messenger bearing the news we have longed for.
And be sure, sometimes the messengers will gather to salute, toast, congratulate and celebrate each other. That adds to the chances that we will appreciate the messenger.
I risk having myself and this diary attacked for flagrant "killjoyism", for being the wettest blanket at a sunny picnic. I feel it is incumbent to get this card out and on the table first.
I hope for, desire and crave for the peaceful and immediate emergence of a new Iranian regime highly reflective of the views of its population.
My secret and awful wishes are that the new regime in Iran is more secular than the median of Iran's more fervent sector, and that it remains unhelpful to multinational oil conglomerates who never liked me anyway, and remains a voice for a just settlement for Palestinians.
All that aside, like most of you, I am watching world shaping events unfold through the eyes of American based television and cable news operations. Should I worry? Should you?
Let's talk.