Massacre Environment

You could be outside a cafe drinking beer or coffee and all is bright and cheerful and around the corner there’s a massacre going on. It was that sort of environment. Things would erupt, they would explode spontaneously. An argument would develop into people trying to kill each other with machetes or spears and that’s not unusual. You’d walk around a corner and there’d be some poor bugger dead. Why is he dead? Somebody obviously didn’t like him, and it doesn’t take much more than that. I don’t like you, you’re dead. And if I don’t want to do it myself, you pay somebody else. You could have somebody killed there for five dollars American.