Adam decided (with my past persuading--I haven't brought it up more than once, very briefly recently) to take the lesser rated apartment. I'm a penny-pincher and I don't want to throw away a shitload of money just because the carpets are newer and the location is more absent of minorities (it's true the value goes down!); I also don't want our place broken into to find valuables (most specifically, my baby with shitty memory) stolen for crack-money. I just want one less thing to worry about: Having a place when we get down there. The deposit is only $200, and the lease I think not even six months. If it's that bad, we'll then be in a much better situation to relocate. It's about picking your battles. --without the quotation marks, that was basically my argument for moving into Bonnie Green. I joked to him in the car a few days ago reminded me of the name 'Cabrini Green'.

Adam brought up a really good point: "[Modern North] America doesn't know what war is really like. Korea isn't going to invade us. Iraq isn't going to invade us. You can lose a war and it really sucks, but we don't even think about it, here."