The death of the King of Pop, Michael Jackson, has touched some people deeper than I'd have thought.  I mean, you like the guy, but if you're not related to him, or he didn't bring you up out of poverty or something, you're willing to argue with somebody who starts talking smack, right?  How about pull a knife, though?   That's right, some old farts in South Florida (where I no longer live) got into a knife fight over an argument about whether MJ deserves to be remembered as a musician extrordinaire or a sick freak that liked touching kids. 

Enough about the youngest Jackson, though.  I guess the bus driver was the first to open his mouth, but somebody else on the bus agreed with the driver, and he was the one with the knife.  After the bus driver pulled over, he said he waited for the police to arrive, since he'd called dispatch with his situation.  I wonder if maybe he was really calling back home (because almost everyone in Florida seems to have lived in New York) to his Rochester personal injury lawyer and getting ready to get paid by the freaks on his bus.  I don't think public bus drivers get hazard pay.