chaos isn’t the word for it.  My favorite vacation place, Arabesque, was vandalized yesterday and people are being stoned on the street.  Don’t go out, I say to myself.  But I’m going.  

No, I didn’t go.  I am too old to get caught by a siren in the middle of the street.   The siren a little while ago caught me so off base I didn’t even make it downstairs.