I spent yesterday evening watching as much of Storm Saxon 24 as I could stand. ("Die, you black cannibal Islamofascist filth! Die! Die! Die!"). I was mainly curious to figure out how the talented Alexander Siddig had gotten mixed up in it. Is there no McDonald's in greater L.A. that will offer him more dignified employment?

It turns out that there are good Muslims in this one. You can tell that they're good because they do things like telling their own lawyers to stop worrying about their civil rights...