Things have settled down a bit here. I got a chance to talk with a trooper this morning when I was buying my cigars at the local Stewarts. He was there but didn't go inside. He did some interesting pointing to his arm, like he was showing me where the wound was. We both agreed that some crazy things happened.
We didn't get around to talking about Boniac, nor how this mess was going to get "spun". Afterall, this is a very little town, and churches had just let out, and big lines were forming faster than the two Stewart's gals could handle 'em all.
Anyway, here's some more spin......
http://www.commondreams.org/archive/2007/04/29/840/