Palmcorder Yajna,the Mountain Goats…. the mental soundtrack that I wrote to. I used to picture a scene of torch-lit close-quarters sword-and-ax combat with this song in the background. Dwarves, orcs, elves, no heroics, no speeches, just sweat and dirt and blood in their beards. Like...
I have to slightly disagree with the guru of “security theater”. If’n I was “king”, I’d order the FBIs to review every tax case for the presence of a lone wolf. The cases that were going to get nasty. Not everyone. Just the ones where there was obviously stuff “swirling”....