"I'm Tom Friedman, and you're not!"

I tell you, the man's heart just isn't in it anymore. Occasionally, like today there are messages that are not so bad, but it still is just about the "fabulous life" of Tom Friedman.

The other day I went to see the play "Billy Elliot" in London. During intermission, a man approached me and asked, "Are you Mr. Friedman?" When I said yes, he introduced himself - Emad Tinawi, a Syrian-American working for Booz Allen. He told me that while he disagreed with some things I wrote, there was one column he still keeps. "It was the one called, 'Where Birds Don't Fly,' " he said.

Champagne wishes and cous cous dreams.