We ate at Barron Collier's Rod & Gun Club in Everglades City.
With the
mounted snook and tarpon on the pecky-cypress walls.
The DEA--the Fish and Wildlife
Service?--had arrested half of
the stone-crab fleet and confiscated their boats,
for smuggling marijuana.
How were they supposed to make a living? We rented a
canoe and paddled across
Chokoloskee Bay to Chokoloskee Island, then went back.
Killing Mister Watson
was set in this area. Peter Matthiessen, The
Paris Review, the CIA.
The Cold War, the War on Drugs, the War on Totoism.
Run,
Toto, run.