I couldn't agree more. There is indeed little or nothing to be learned from the absurd. Yet, having just returned from a brief hiatus in a rural somewhere where most were discussing this above all else, I'm left with neither a wholly nor holistically satisfactory response to these ringing questions. The inquires were never posed in pursuit of an anwer. Rather, a helpless assertion of, "It ain't us, it's one of them." They speak more of the society that surrounds the incident... "Li. That's a weird name. What country is that from?" "Second-degree murder? He had a hunting knife! He was planning something!" "He's gotta be sick!" (Read connotatively. not denotatively) "I'm just happy that ni--black guys don't come to buy from me except you. And you're not like most black guys." In the midst of these questions, I visited a couple of mates: one, a dreadlocked nigga, and the other, literally three minutes walk away, whose neighbour still has a porch-monkey fishin' off the back stoop. mournfully, learning from the response, d. Ursula wrote This came up in the kitchen about fifteen minutes ago and we decided not even to talk about it. It's so far beyond normal life, it seems there's little or nothing to be learned from it. Ursula happy for your happier experience ------------------------------------------------ David Ritchie wrote: > Meanwhile in the real Alberta, unreal this: > > http://www.nytimes.com/2008/08/01/world/americas/01briefs-BUSPASSENGER_BRF.html?em ------------------------------------------------------------------ To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html -- Be Yourself @ mail.com! Choose From 200+ Email Addresses Get a Free Account at www.mail.com