People in Libya, hold your horses.
Union in Wisconsin: stand your ground.
Nobody DO anything, because the Oscars are on.
The devotion to the Oscars runs deep in my family. For example, right now my brother has realized that the oozy sores scattered over his torso might be chicken pox. Since he's in Albuquerque New Mexico, I'm inclined to say Measles. Of course, no one is going to the ER because: Oscar night? The world ends. You had your chance, Libya.