Contributor: Huxley Innis - - PANIC. I suddenly realized...I had consumed too much. But it was too late. What’s done was done. But it was just too funny--far too goddamn funny for me to comfortably conduct myself properly in this very public, very volatile, and increasingly ugly situation I recently found myself in, and one from which I sought immediate extrication. It was some kind of rally or protest or something. It’s always something. There were dozens of people, yelling, chanting, some screaming; many were mad; most were men. It was an alarming scene. LOUD! Intimidating; a multilingual mélange of faces and boiling up from underneath, an angry mob mentality held back by nothing and no one. I inconspicuously made it to my office after eluding the crazed crowd by cutting quickly through a small stand of trees and down a narrow...

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Author: Huxley Innis