Flies on the Windscreen

Death is following me today.

First I had to poke around on the internet until I found the horrifying picture of the poor American civilian hung from the bridge in Iraq. It filled me with outrage. Do we need to leave? Increase our presence? Carpet-bomb the fuckers? I don't know. It made me sick - not in a gross way, but in a hopeless one.

Al Jazeera, classy website that it is, put a loving close-up of the picture on their front page. I think they may be just a wee bit biased over there. Their poll question? "What do you think of the cold-blooded murder of Sheikh Ahmed Yassin?"

Then, on my way out of the building after work, I walked by the anatomy labs. Normally those doors are closed, but today they were wide open and the med students were chipping away at the cadavers, who all looked very miserable and flayed. I didn't need to see that, either.