ng for some action, folks--well, not exactly that--the
grass is giving us plenty of action all right--I'll try to bring you
some impressions of the people in the street. Literally in the street,
because the sidewalk is covered with grass. Pardon me, sir--would you
like to say a few words to the unseen audience of Station KPAR? Speak
right into the microphone, sir. Let's have your name first. Don't be
bashful. Haha. Gentleman doesnt care to give his name. Well, that's all
right, quite all right. Just what do you think of this phenomenon? How
does it impress you? Are you disturbed by the sight of this riot of
vegetation? Right into the microphone...."

"Uh ... hello ... well, I guess I havent ... uh anything much to say ...
pretty color ... bad stuff, I guess. Gladsnotgrowing myyard...."

"Yes, go right on, sir. Oh ... the gentleman is through. Very
interesting and thank you.

"Theyre bringing up a whole crew of weedburners now--going to try and
get this thing under control. The men all have tanks of oil or kerosene
on their backs. Wait a minute, folks, I want to find out for sure
whether it's oil or kerosene. Mumble. Mumble. Well, folks, I'm sorry,
but this gentleman doesnt know exactly what's in the tanks. Anyway it's
kerosene or oil and there are long hoses with wide nozzles at the end.
Something like vacuumcleaners. Well, that's not quite right. Anyway
theyre lighting the nozzles now. Makes a big whoosh. Now I'll bring the
microphone closer and maybe you can catch the noise of the flame. Hear
it? That's quite a roar. I guess old Mr Grass is cooked now.

"Now these boys are advancing in a straight line from the street up over
the curb, holding their fiery torches in front of them. The devilgrass
is shriveling up. Yessir, it's shriveling right up--like a gob of
tobaccojuice on a hot stove. Theyve burned about two feet of it away
already. Nothing left but some smoking stems. Quite a lot of smoking
stems--a regular compact mass of them--but all the green stuff has been
burned right off. Yes, folks, burned clean off; I wish we had television
here so I could show you how that thick pad of stems lies there without
a bit of life left in it.

"Now theyre uncovering the sidewalk. I'm following right behind with the
microphone--maybe you can hear the roar of the weedburners again. Now
I'd like to have you keep in mind the height of this grass. You never
saw grass as tall as this unless youve been in the jungle or South
Amer