Walesa calls out Grass

Now this, I don't even know what to say about this. It's like watching Mom and Dad fight, if both of them were men, and Nobel laureates, and one of them an illicit affair with the racist down the street twenty years ago and decided to mention it one night over the sausage and potatoes and got told to pack his bags. (And, you know, he was about to write a book about it.) Which, I have to admit, is more screwed up than my family ever got.