The master deal maker has struck again. After calling the Iran nuclear pact the worst deal ever made during his campaign jamboree tour, the president apparently felt duty bound to the screaming throngs -99 percent of whom could not locate Iran on a map- to abandon a deal that even his own national security advisors admit Iran was complying with. That now functionally deceased deal had Iran hand over 97% of it's fissionable materials, which they did, and submit to an unprecedented monitoring and inspection program, which they have done. The deal had some deficits to be sure, the provisions sunset after a decade and it did little to curb their ballistic missile testing, but the deal that replaces it has even greater deficits because it does not, in fact, exist. The deal maker in chief has replaced a pact keeping Iran from developing a nuclear weapon for, at a minimum, the next decade and replaced it with thin air. Nothing. Bupkis.

That's some mighty fine deal making, sir. Mighty fine.

The complete and utter lack of a strategy should not, but still somehow does, surprise. One almost has to admire the willingness of the administrations foot soldiers to bravely sally forth and present the president's actions as if they had been thought through for more than a few minutes. When pressed they have no specifics on where the fate of the planet goes next, but at this point we're all so used to it their baseline incompetence barely registers anymore.

The president canceled a deal that was working, Iran is restarting their nuclear program and the world is a far more dangerous place than it was this time last week.

That's some mighty fine deal making, sir. Mighty fine.