Throw on your cloaks and hold onto your butts – we’re headed into the Forbidden Forest. You know. The place where no one should ever, ever go. Except, of course, if you are an eleven-year-old who needs to be punished for an insignificant infraction.
Something is murdering unicorns and we are very concerned (maybe too much), but not to worry – Mars is bright. We also bring back Assorted Personalities…this time we sort some politicians, which proves to be as imprecise a process as political pandering itself.