The Drums of War and The Pipes of Peace

I walked through downtown L.A., and there was something wrong with this place. The same is noted everywhere in America—the neglect of life. A crazy guy surges behind me at high speed and swerves toward my car, forcing me to move rapidly to my left. He almost causes me to crash as he shows his finger through the closed window, proffering something inaudible. I think he said “fuck you”. Everyone is rushing; pour me…