Even though I'm at my mom's - the land of dial-up, the nation where 2 percent milk is only for sissies, the country where people go to bed at 8:15 (and then get up before 5 - and not very quietly), I had to blog about this: "While one records the assault with a cellphone camera, the other walks up to the oblivious Billy and punches him hard enough to leave a fist-size welt on his forehead. The video shows Billy staggering, then dropping his book bag to fight back, lanky arms flailing. But the screams of his sister stop things cold. The aggressor heads to school, to show friends the video of his Billy moment, while Billy heads home, again. It’s not yet 8 in the morning."