PSTI being doused for fleas as it falls as usual. Fewer people are alarmed because they haven’t died yet. So they get in their cars and go 110 mph tempting fate. Sucked into the villainous vortex of vanity they risk it all including bullets gas and pepper spray. Others are distressed and have tried to drown themselves in pots of rancid gruel and sarcasm. The futile pleas for sane public policy are unheard at upper levels. Fear abounds.