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Ira Sandperl is a forty-two-year-old native of St. Louis who has [...] glittering and slightly messianic eyes, a high cracked laugh and the general look of a man who has, all his life, followed some imperceptibly but fatally askew rainbow.

In some ways, it was the conventional clandestine affair in a place like San Bernardino, a place where little is bright or graceful, where it is routine to misplace the future and easy to start looking for it in bed.

Bought it.

Wow. What a prison break.

The story is incredible.

There is an actual wall. I should have seen it coming, right?

- These guys created a program that can predict stock prices
- They got filthy rich (understandable)
- They still work (baffling)

Stupid people

Aaah, burning

Can I get past him calling her “baby girl”?

Guy comforting girl:

“It’s all right, baby girl”
“You’re a good girl.”
“The nicest.”
“Sweetest.”

This favor thing is getting silly

I really really want to skip to the end and read what all this build up is about.

We are not even at the slow burn yet. We are rubbing sticks together to make fire.

PS: Louie Vuitton? LOL

I love the details about baseball and I don’t even like baseball.

Wow. I have a new favorite narrator: Dan Stevens

After 1948, Czechoslovakia had no room for democrats. In that Kafkaesque environment, the Czechs who had devoted every hour of World War II to fighting Hitler from London were accused of having spent their days instead plotting to enslave the working class.

Good guys don't always win, especially when they are divided and less determined than their adversaries. The desire for liberty may be ingrained in every human breast, but so is the potential for complacency, confusion, and cowardice.

I stopped a while back because I watched an archival video of the wounds of T described in the book. I wouldn't say it was a mistake; it took me a long time to absorb.

“To those who can hear me, I say - do not despair... The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people... Liberty will never perish.” Chaplin’s words are sentimental, maudlin, and naive. I cannot listen to them without wanting to cheer.

I got this for Christmas :)

The 1920s, '30s, and early '40s were a time of rising nationalism coupled with technology-driven angst and revulsion at governments that appeared to be both corrupt and relics of an earlier age.

In hindsight, it is tempting to dismiss every Fascist of this era as a thoroughly bad guy or a lunatic, but that is too easy, and by inducing complacency, also dangerous. Fascism is not an exception to humanity, but part of it. Even people who enlisted in such movements out of ambition, greed, or hatred likely either were unaware of, or denied to themselves, their true motives.

Love a hero who can cook, probably like everyone.

When giving a speech, he stood on a small platform (as I do) to appear taller. He sometimes claimed credit (as I do not) for the sun breaking through the clouds just prior to an address.

I like her humor too.