"Last week we had four drug busts (and 2 million dollar bust in Nogales) on one night a mile below the section of the AZ Trail I was hiking. I reconned it basically, zipped on through 15 miles in 10 hours of no man's land as fast as I could go. I actually made that damn trail 20 years ago for the AZTA and the FS, so I figured I could do it short and slick. I was going to make two days of it but my sources called while I was out there and told me of more movement south"
Sounds like No Country for Old Men.
"and I found fresh track of a size 14 shoe so I turned on the afterburners and bailed at Patagonia."
Good idea. Anton Chigur doesn't distinguish between genders. He'd probably just ask, "If the path you chose led you to this place, what good then is the path?", and pull the trigger.
Cormac pretty much has it nailed. Things are coming unglued, and the end is not in sight. I truly feel for those of you who live in one of the more unglued areas, but at the same time have this sick feeling that up here in the relatively calm PNW it's just a matter of time.... It's a human problem that can only be solved by humans. Unfortunately, we don't seem to be up to it. Where are those damned aliens when we really need them?