Rant of the day.

Many of you know that my brother, who is two years younger than me, is a victim of the Station Nightclub Fire in Rhode Island. The fire resulted from the use of pyrotechnics in an overcrowded club that was insulated with a cheap flammable foam. Fortunately, my brother survived, but not wihout being intubated, having a feeding tube, a later trachetomy, and of course, skin grafts. Not without being in a coma and waking up to discover that one of the three people he was with had died.

I've always viewed the fire as the result of a series of mistakes by different people (Great White-the band, the club owners, the fire inspector, etc.) that collided in this one horrific incident that killed 100 people and injured over 200.

You figure that we should learn, right? But today, on my way to work, I hear that two people were hospitalized when pyrotechnics at a Beyonce concert got out of control. Makes me crazy.