2. Glad to see you've gotten a handle on figuring Tucson out.
Perfect example:
Other cities have Hell Night, or a generic commercial Halloween, Tucson has (and you *must* go if you haven't) A Dia De Los Muertos, a celebration of life, and death, of triumph, and tragedy. It was started by semi-homeless street punks (somewhat based on Mexican traditions), and became a weird, beautiful, mix of what *makes* Tucson: the regional influences, the imports and immigrants, the joyous and tearful, the passing of trying times. Mix Mardi Gras, and a funeral, and kids with nothing to lose playing with pyrotechnics, and there ya go.
This is how we grieve, and party, at the same time:
http://www.examiner.com/day-trips-in-phoenix/dia-de-los-muertos-tucson-the-wild-and-wonderful-all-souls-procession-videoA bit of a side note for those lacking in Tucson culture: For many, many, years, we were a "dry climate" where many of the sick from around the country came to recuperate, or die. We were also a place for people facing certain death to hide. We continue to be a place for retirees to come to, in order to die. We're not new to grief, guns, loss, violence, or rebuilding from ashes.
I moved to Portland to leave the heat (it's hot, if you haven't lived through 114 degreees in the shade, it doesn't count as a "heat wave" down there), but I like to think the culture, and ethos, came with me.
P.S.: Checked out the Surly Wench yet? It's on 4th, IIRC.