They call it an extreme act of looting, I call it one 18-year old kid thinking on his feet and saving dozens of people from dying in the wet, abandoned streets of New Orleans. Jabbor Gibson is my new hero.

The more I think about it the angrier I get, but that isn't an unusual reaction. What I do think is that this event will trigger major, major change in America. Major change. I think it might prove to the greater American population that their government doesn't give a flying fuck about them. Hell, it might even provoke the apathetic saps into voting for chrissakes.

That said, this is a nation that re-elected Bush and willingly sent their young and their foolish merrily off to a meaningless war in Iraq. Therefore, this nation is populated by morons.

I'm re-reading 'Cats Cradle' again, which is a good thing because I had my second Vonnegut-related tattoo finished on Saturday. One quote seems relevant to New Orleans. 'Duffle, [not the bag - heh, I'm clever. R] in the bokononist sense, is the destiny of thousands upon thousands of persons when placed in the hands of a stuppa. A stuppa is a fogbound child.'

In other news, David Byrne has a blog and I was not informed?! You go now.