In case you noticed yesterday's kerfuffle involving the Weekly Standard's self-proclaimed "Mr. Love God" vs. several chivalrous bloggers who rose to my defense, it has ended peacefully. The Love God in question e-mailed me last night at the urging of a mutual friend, saying he meant only to have a tongue-in-cheek laugh at the expense of my book's title, not to attack me personally. I guess I can consider it the virtual equivalent of a handshake from each of his eight arms.
