Good God what a day. Halfway through the blow-by-blow account of NSA whistleblower Edward Snowden's thrilling leap to freedom -- somewhere between news that he was in Moscow, awaiting a flight to South America, and the later news that he wasn't on the plane -- I'd tuned out of Twitter. When I tuned back in, everyone was talking about "the Red Panda". The Red Panda? Say what? He'd acquired a nickname already? A little accusatory, suggesting he was a Chinese operative, but what the hey, Red Panda it is. I followed news of the "Red Panda's" international exploits for more than an hour, before I realised there'd be an escape from the DC National Zoo of an actual red panda, and the U.S.A.D.H.D. had switched focus for an hour.