The day that felt like a black list episode.

Nothing could have prepared me for the moment I learned Chomsky nudged Banon for a dinner and “lots to talk about”.

What flowed was an unstoppable spiral that nothing matters and that all this talk about values and everything is just a game, a plot that they are playing on all of us.

How on earth can he have anything to talk with the coordinator of the f global far right?

M I going crazy? Does anyone else felt like that?