Cue the Nanny Cam

On a flight back from San Diego last year, I had a long layover in Dallas. In one of the bookshops I found a lonely copy of The Men Who Stare At Goats. It looked interesting, if improbable, and since I don't usually read romance novels, spy thrillers, or books on finance, which seems to be the usual fare available, I bought it. Frankly, I couldn't believe most of what Ronson has to say--that is, I didn't want to believe it. I didn't want to believe that the U. S. government spent money trying to train officers to stare at goats in the hopes that the goats would keel over dead. Too weird to discover that the X-Files was really going on. True or not, Jon Ronson's book is hysterically funny. And now that hunk George Clooney is apparently going to make a film out of it. I wonder if the girl goats will stare back, or faint dead away. Faint, probably. "It's George Clooney!" Clonk. No paranormal powers needed.