I’ve never been that big a fan of the UN (well, at least not since I was little kid, and propagandized into taking a little milk carton around at Halloween to collect pennies for UNICEF), but I’ve also never been one of the John-Birch, anti-trilateralist conspiracy whackos, either. I generally just considered it irrelevant.

But after reading the bill of particulars laid out by Michael Rubin in today’s Journal, I think that it is indeed time to get out, send them packing to Brussels or, better yet, Lagos or Jenin, and reallocate the real estate on the East River to something useful.

It is a classic, textbook case of one of the fundamental flaws of democracy.