The "Hilary sold our uranium to Russia" conspiracy theory is, at least, a useful way to sort colleagues into sane and insane.— Jeffrey Lewis (@ArmsControlWonk) October 21, 2017
On the other side of Davis, I saw another great human specimen. I was waiting on the bike light at the bike path Mass Ave crossing at Cedar Street, next to an older guy on a Specialized mountain bike. A cyclist ran the red on Mass Ave and the guy on the Specialized said, "all those liberals on entitled." Huh? I responded with, "like those cabinet secretaries who take private jets, cause they are entitled?" Boy, this guy had hate and lies ready to burst forth. "I bet you like President Clinton." (I wish we had President Clinton.) "What do you think of President Clinton selling uranium to the Russians, I bet you just ignore it." All spewed out with venom and a pretty loud voice and many other words that I can't recount completely. He sped off and I followed, only to keep an eye on where he was. With such hate foaming at the surface, I wanted to know where he was going and make sure it wasn't near me. After Alewife he went north on the Alewife path and that was it. I was suspicious of this hateful guy and stopped at the Lake Street Crossing and looked back to make sure he wasn't following me. I worry that there are people who consume lies that fill them with hate and I can cross paths with their insanity, again. Even if I don't meet them in person, they seem adept (along with the Russian bots) at poisoning the public sphere with their racism and misogyny.