Anyone who knows me knows I love a good caffeine buzz. Generally, that comes in the form of a venti Starbucks iced coffee with two extra shots of espresso. The silo, as one co-worker has fearfully dubbed it.
But I’ve been known to indulge in the occasional “energy drink.” Slate has a pretty cool review of these high-test brews, and Red Bull doesn’t fair too well.
“Even the greatest poets can’t express tragedy in a way that is larger than their immediate circumstances. The best way to deal with it is to fry eggs for refugees.”
— Andrei Codrescu, Romanian refugee and Baton Rouge resident, who has a house full of evacuees from New Orleans (“The entire poetry cadre of the French Quarter is in my house,” he says.).
Quoted in today’s New York Times Magazine
I know it seems trivial compared to what the people of New Orleans are going through, but this Dallas Morning News video of a redneck cop shooting people’s pets in New Orleans is about as disturbing as disturbing gets.