Upon finding myself without a car in Los Angeles last month, I decided I'd take the Bus. While the bus in New York is populated by old ladies, young professionals and children, I found LA to be a bit different.
Basically the scene was me, some Hispanic workers in the service industry, and the Crips. So I sat there in the back quietly reading The Economist. But it was hard to focus because of course the Crips were making all sorts of hoopla-- it turns out one of them was looking over my shoulder and he screamed "Ah told ya, son! They shuttin' tha Pyongyong Nuclea Reactah down fo real!"