Sunset At The Edge Of The World

An eerie light (Would it be as "eerie" if it weren't from stuff that's been turned entirely to ash?) pervades the sky. Particulate matter, not merely the ordinary automotive matter, but stuff from where the wealthy &/or "rich" (so hard to define that word these days we'll leave it in quotes) live, butt up against the forests or as close to the ocean as possible. Here in the sunsetty Southland it's 1705ish & there's been nothing but "Firestorm '08!!!" on any of the local VHF telebision channels (Of seven, six of them of them owned & operated by the Gang of Four broadcast networks, & one owned by major - but shrinking - media empire Tribune Co., & affiliated w/ The CW) except "MYNetwork"(Huh?) Channel 13, & kudos to them for showing whatever they scheduled - something involving nuns & a young girl, perhaps Irish, judging from the Celto- music & accents, even more evil than kiddie porn for it's wholesomeness - since 1600, if not earlier. We were moving the Just Another Blog Editorial & Corporate Offices to a new (to us) spot (not even in the city of Los Angeles, in the interest of full parenthetical disclosure, & don't know when "Firestorm 08" started. The liberal elite media (and the sheep for whom they program) all love to scare & be scared, so we're betting sooner rather than later. Look: only half an hr. later, it's totally dark. Except for the electricity, but we're only interested in nature around here.