I'm on a bus, headed home to Capitol Hill from Adams Morgan. It could be any bus operated by Washington Area Transit Authority. One is transporting heavy bags of clothes and groceries, taking up two seats of the front section reserved, as the sign says, for handicapped and seniors. No one seems to care about signs. Another passenger, a man in a long robe and cap, puts his wares for sale on the seat next to him without regard for anyone needing a place to sit down. It's not a long ride and traffic is not so challenging on a weekday night. When a man enters with an undisclosed package no one takes notice. He is acknowledged only subjectively: Is this a weapon or a source of music?
