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I'm at my local Starbucks, checking e-mail and the like through their wireless Net hookup. There're windows on the south and east sides of the store.

So... I can see the inky smudge of smoke that I know is from Issaquah. I know because 710 KIRO had just broken the news that a tanker truck flipped and burned over there.

It's an odd fact of our information age. One can see something strange, and nominally know what it is... and still yet not know. I mean, flipping and burning in a tanker truck? Even my active imagination, the one that has stood on hillsides looking below at whole cities that I could envision burning in a flash of heat, light, air pressure, and charged particles... I just don't know what to wrap my mind around when it comes to a truck crash ike that. Perhaps something like that hideous sense of inevitability when the sailboat starts listing, and then you know you're just at the fringes of the center of gravity, and then it all turns over... (which is why I have a pair of glasses at the bottom of Long Beach harbor).

Anyway.

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