It's a normal day (World War Three Blues) Restaurants on Rockville Pike in Rockville, Maryland, are suffering from the lack of customers, due to the sniper shootings. My spouse called me and said: 'watch your back.'

okay. Let's see. Today's forecast is: 

• weather code: beautiful
• homeland security code: yellow (3) (don't open your mail if there's white powder spilling out)
• sniper code: blue (watch your back, keep children off playgrounds, don't walk the dog in big shopping mall parking lots or huge fields, don't gas up the car, don't get stamps, don't wait at bus stop, wonder if that strange neighbor has a stash of weapons ... )
  
  These strange times feel like Bob Dylan's 'World War Three Blues':

Well, I got up and walked around
And up and down the lonesome town.
I stood a-wondering which way to go,
I lit a cigarette on a parking meter
And walked on down the road.
It was a normal day.

Well, now time passed and now it seems
Everybody's having them dreams...  '

(paraphrased... and no, we don't smoke)

Seems like we're all in a collective nightmare and we'd better wake up and change it. Or, if it's real, we'd better change what's causin' these bad times...