Evidently riven with angst over each moment being but a grain falling inexorably down to the bottom of his entropic hourglass somewhere deep within the vast, hidden machinery of the universe, Jonathan Turley on Saturday channeled the deep, existential unease over his inevitable end into an opinion piece questioning if another man should share the same worries. We would have read it, but we have our own hourglasses to worry about and spending such precious grains on a guy who’s kind of a loser using another man’s problems to mask his own crushing ennui.