Not just for Asians anymore
WESTFIELD, N.J.--Tonight as your blogstress ponders news of the death of William Rehnquist, chief justice of the Supreme Court, she finds it difficult to avoid stumbling on the possibility that the apocalypse may just be at hand. On the heels of the destruction of the Gulf Coast and the administration's callous response--or virtual lack thereof--the political dynamic is itself one of chaotic and unpredictable outcomes. The currents are swirling against each other, and who knows what may emerge from the chiascoros. The incomparable J. Scales writes of a musician friend still stranded in her New Orleans home, awaiting rescue. Her name is Andaiye, member of Zion Trinity , to which J. has lent her trademark basslines. J. is still awaiting word of another member of the group. Your Webwench's new friend, Mr. Furley, has recommended some somber listening that has now become your écrivaine 's soundtrack for this challenging time--two tracks by Bob Marley: "Natural Mystic...