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Tower of Babel
Tuesday, January 16, 2007

As someone who grew up (and still spends a lot of time) in Georgia, I hate it when people assume we still use outhouses and eat hay every day. As someone who lives in New York these days, I hate it when outsiders assume that we step in potholes and get mugged every day. Were I to live in Los Angeles, I would surely resent it that people assume we drive around in limos and get shot at in road rage every day.

Well, I'm in L.A. all week on business -- doing research on a number of projects and having a number of meetings. Today I was driving back into the city from Palm Springs, several hours east of town, and making good time (with the help of my new handy GPS), when I suddenly I encountered a wicked traffic jam. After parking on the freeway for half an hour, they actually CLOSED THE FREEWAY I was on. Closed it. Leaving my GPS confused and me lost for nearly an hour. Later, I learned that a driver had saddled up beside a Honda and fired two shots through the window, instantly killing the driver. Road rage.

After learning of this instance on the evening news, I set out from a friend's house back to my hotel. Again I was making good time, when suddenly I encountered another wicked traffic jam, this time caused by a line of 200 black Cadillac SUV's lined up to ferry guests home from The Golden Globes.

Road rage and limo jams in the same night. It's enough to make me go drink some moonshine.

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