It's a full moon and a Friday night. Went out for a walk tonight. Walking past a bus stop I see a very old man sitting on the bench frantically typing on a Blackberry and→[More:] punctuating each sentence with a "yeah fuck you!"

A bit farther down the street I come across a postage stamp front yard occupied by about a dozen 18 to early 20 year olds. They all have a beer in their hands but only two are talking. She, "It was awesome!'. He, "It wasn't that great." She, "it was!" He, "It was not." Repeat ad infinitum.

At the end of the same block I saw a young woman (18 to 22?) standing on her head in the front yard. "Want a tree?" she asked. "Be angry!." Some deep green party mantra?

All very Hunter S. Thompson. I need some acid.