Japan is getting bombed, and we're getting trashed. Reggae music interspersed over military footage makes a surprisingly good soundtrack for a run of uninhibited binge drinking. With cluster bombs and jello shots, both signaling a kind of impending doom. A chaotic moment, everything jumbling together at once. The seconds slow, the world fades away. Unconsciousness takes over, friends and strangers, dropping to the floor. War is such a horrible thing. Alcohol is such a horrible drug. But we need them both to live. It's a truth: we need imminent death and unthinking stupidity if we are to survive.