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Aug232009

Day 51: String Up Those Flu Profiteers!

Antiflu partisans are in disarray everywhere. Stocks that rose on H5N1 have imploded. Chicken stocks are soaring. Financial newscasters mock profiteers who blew their exits. People with no sense of history chant ‘Y2K, Y2K,’ cynicism bubbling up like the contents of a broken toilet.

A BULL MARKET IN CHICKEN STOCKS

The LES DIY has called off their activities. I looked in vain for their table.

I missed the volunteers at Ric’s Place, too. Between bird flu and Nina, I lost contact with a lot of people—friends, acquaintances, bands, artists, even job opportunities. I shared my home, my trust, my dreams with an angry mirage.

Fortunately, Ric is in very good spirits as he scours and paints his restaurant. I helped some and will attend his grand reopening in a few days. Ric’s getting great press for his humanitarian efforts. With luck, he’ll be out of debt by the time the second wave materializes.

I can’t wait to taste the truly excellent grub he will dish out!

I hope the LES DIYers are proud, happy, and resting. Can’t wait to see them again.

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