So after my ancestors scratched a living out of the earth for millions of years (can you imagine walking down the skinny strip of land between the sea and the ice from siberia to seattle and coming in to a continent never seen by humans-thats what i try to do when i'm stuck in traffic) now i am driving to mansions of glory in suicide machines.When i realize i am witnessing the death of common sense,sometimes all i can do i shake my head and sigh.