A huge Homeland Security trailer has been stationed outside our door all week and for the last two days the air is filled with copters buzzing around non-stop, day and night. Policemen are plentiful. It feels more like a war zone than a pleasure dome. I wonder at the expense of underwriting this brutal sport that sacrifices steroid pumped steers for our bloodthirsty pleasure. I wonder what this money could do for children who can’t read, teachers who can’t read, the homeless, the hungry and all the other segments of our citizenry who are being squeezed out of what used to be their city. This is called entertainment.
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