I spoke with one of my brothers tonight by email.  We’re all beside ourselves with fury.   It seems that we’re working through our days on stream of consciousness and little more.  I’m inclined to find my copy of Salmon Rushdie’s book, Fury, on my bookshelf, fix some coffee and stay up all night looking for the rest of the story hidden within the books pages.  The story that wasn’t there the first time I read it. 

Any recommendations for a Vonnegut, Gibran, Rushdie, Kundera, Vidal, Sedaris, Twain, Aurelius, Hafiz… fan?