It was depressing to read yesterday that the majority of Britons now believe that global warming is no big deal — or not as big a deal as they thought it was just a year or so ago. My wife was just in London, in the middle of a bizarre heat wave — but don’t call it climate change!

Meanwhile, over in Pakistan, the majority of Pakistanis believe that the bomb that did not go off in Times Square was not the handiwork, if you can call it that, of their friendly neighborhood Al Qaeda branch. It, along with most of the bad things that happen here and seemingly there, are the result of American “think tanks.” Who mans these think tanks, and what are they thinking?  “You must know, you are from America,” a Pakistani lawyer told a Times reporter.

Nothing new in the international assessment that everything is our fault (and some wars, for instance, certainly are); but the time spent blaming America for everything is time that FUBAR nation could be dwelling on its own predicament. “It’s deny, deny, deny,” a columnist for an English-language paper in Pakistan is quoted saying. “It’s become second nature, like an instinct.”

Here at home, of course, we have bigger things to worry about — like what the hell the Lost finale was all about? The fact that the oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico is now headed for Florida and the East Coast is a little less pressing than what’s happening with Lindsey Lohan (who remains a top news story despite having not made a movie anyone has seen in years).

If the world ends thanks to, I don’t know, climate change, or some other kind of self-inflicted wound we have visited on the planet, at least you can say we’ll go out entertained. If you call Justin Bieber entertainment. (“Anything that’s not Bieber dies.”)

See you at the beach.