"Don't speed! Don't speed!"

   "Why not?  It's anything goes." 

  "No!  It isn't." 

  "Look, there's another one.  Their just shooting them and not eating them." 

  "That's a sin in our culture," the Cherokee young person said. 

  "Yah, speaking of culture, what was that ceremony last night?" 

  "Were you scared?" 

  "Probably that someone would declare a lasting peace." 

  Spit on you gesture.  "Yah, scared that there would be no interest in any other culture." 

  "Grieving." 

  "I didn't get that." 

  "Do you really consider the Guard to be a culture?" 

  "Why was the woman sctream-moaning?" 

  "She was like representing the All-Mother.  War is killing her children." 

  "It's definitely finished off our childhoods.  Fast.  I'll give you that." 

  "In our culture everybody joins.  War or no." 

  "Yah." 

  "She did the ceremony last night because she knew recruiters wete there." 

  "Just to see if there's interest." 

  "What is the message?" One asked a flip phone. 

  "The birds are shitting," she told her partner.

  Whoa.