Condition Orange. I never paid much attention earlier this year when the threat level seemed to be constantly going up and down, but this time, for some reason, I feel like stocking up on batteries. There was a certain nervousness to Secretary Ridge's speech that shook me a bit. Living within sight of one of the busiest seaports in the country has visions of dirty bombs dancing in my head where by all rights there should be sugar plums.
On the one hand, I hate to succumb to fear. On the other hand, the gravity of the news is hard to ignore, and having a few extra gallons of water around can't hurt.
In other news, I've been reading about tort reform this morning. I hadn't thought much about it before, instinctively joining the crowd in demanding change when confronted with crazy jury awards forwarded around in emails. As with most everything, this is also not what it seems. Go figure, it's likely just another way for the rich to stay rich and for big companies to shield themselves from responsibility. Who'd a thunk it.
