All Write, Already!

The ambulance went careening into the hospital like email into your AOL inbox. With a start, it stopped, and soon a crowd of onlookers gathered. They were all wearing a lot of bright tidy-whitey colors and carrying books and papers and stethoscopes. They didn't do anything, mostly because the doors were locked and no one was coming out. So they stood around smoking cigarettes and making chitchat about ER. This lasted a good 10 minutes before someone asked the magic question, "Is there someone actually hurt or ill in there or what?" And the doors exploded open! Literally. They were packed with plastique. And then there were plenty of actually hurt people, let me tell you what. Welcome to Kandahar.