Np: Rant of the Day

[Robin Landseadel]

Also IV prep:

	The killing of Leonard Deadwyler has once again brought it all
	into sharp focus; brought back longstanding pain, reminded
	everybody of how very often the cop does approach you with
	his revolver ready, so that nothing he does with it can then
	really be accidental; of how, especially, at night, everything can
	suddenly reduce to a matter of reflexes: your life trembling in
	the crook of a cop's finger because it is dark, and Watts, and the
	history of this place and these times makes it impossible for the
	cop to come on any different, or for you to hate him any less.
	Both of you are caught in something neither of you wants, and
	yet night after night, with casualities or without, these traditional
	scenes continue to be played out all over the south-central part
	of this city.

http://www.nytimes.com/books/97/05/18/reviews/pynchon-watts.html