While I was out strolling through the fog just now, a sweaty-looking fat man in a dingy white van shouted "something something faggot" at me out his window as he sped past.

I think this is the first time such a thing has ever happened to me.

Am I better-dressed nowadays, or is it the hair?

In 2003 and 2004, in an attempt to bust a Mexican drug lord, the Immigrations and Customs Executive of the Department of Homeland Security recruited and paid as an informant a homicidal maniac who, with their full knowledge, went on participate in the grotesque and brutal murders in Mexico of at least 12 people including a completely innocent legal immigrant living in the US with absolutely no ties to the drug underworld whatsoever, abducted and murdered due to a case of mistaken identity. A DEA agent and his family were almost killed as well. Nobody informed the Mexican government. The Department of Justice, with the personal involvement of John Ashcroft, concluded the best thing to do was to cover it all up and hope nobody noticed. They strong-armed into resignation a DEA agent who objected. And the drug lord in question pled guilty to trafficking in return for the US attorney in charge of the case dropping the many, well-documented murder charges, and received a sentence of only 25 years in jail.

The US media, with the exception of the Dallas Morning News, has not seen fit to cover this.

I read about it in the UK's Observer, here, after encountering a blog post on it here. Apparently in both the War on Drugs and the War on Terror casualties only matter if they're white enough.