"Had we not worn these wigs," the bar music was blaring,

  "We'd be looking like them!" A shorter woman up from Orleans indicated the walking wounded.  Slumping and sitting but not cowerint.  One pushed self up a wall by muscled thighs and held up hands in front of the injured. 

  "How'd you know?" Our travel leader asked of the woman with dark, dark circles under her eyes.  "Know what?" She got up from crouching.  "That we needed the wigs?" 

  The woman re-crouched.  "Look, I been seeing these people fight for weeks.  Even before the BM's turned against each other." 

  "BM's?" A correspondent made a swift move in the conversation. 

  "Black Muslims." 

  The leader handed out another round of hard tack.  And bottled waters.  The woman said to the correspondent.  "There's people that have been effectively 'scalped' they pull hair so hard." She winced.