Never Too Late!

Never Too Late!
any resemblance to anyone real or imaginary is mere bad luck
we are all lying in the gutter, but some of us are trying to get up

5.7.10

Flew via Kuwait which was a first. It hadn't occurred to me it was the main hub for Iraq. Next to the gate for the Delhi flight was a direct Washington flight that wasn't on the boards and monitors and didn't seem to be announced. It was full of State Department people and mercenaries or spooks whose cigarettes I smoked cause I had run out. Overhearing their conversations gave me a sort of chill to think crazy rednecks like this are trying to run another country.