I've avoided the news completely since Saturday (unless you count "the Atlanta Falcons' receivers suck" as news), so only in the last few hours did I see the rather alarming (unless, like every human on earth, you dislike him) footage of Silvio Berlusconi collapsing at a rally. And even then, I only saw it because I was spending the lunch hour (three hours) at Atlanta's fine Atkins Park pub (doctors suggest that a bar is the best place to spend three hours at midday Monday).
The cause was, apparently, an irregular heartbeat. I remember when I felt hip and cool for having an irregular heartbeat, but now decidedly un-hip George W. Bush and Berlusconi have both suffered its ill effects. Back to the drawing board.