Yesterday’s rain brought with it some gloom. And gloom with me always leads to contemplative times. So this clip is all about seeing this too up-close to realize that something may be not quite right. Or “drinking the Kool Aid” as I often like to say, referring to the Jonestown massacre by cult followers of Jim Jones who poisoned themselves and their kids with cyanide mixed in the punch.
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Today the sun is shining here, and it’s been eighteen days since all Italians were “forbidden” to go outside — only for food, medicines and essential work — by their leaders. From where I’m sitting, it’s a little too reminiscent of the Fascist movement, especially since there are still at least 8,000 people arriving each day at Fiumicino airport and not being put into quarantine. Makes us feel like fools, just a little bit, I tell you. Anyway, lets turn to entertainment.
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