Which Reminds Me

Yes, that is so true. In order to prove myself a good citizen of the United States and also a Christian, I must turn the other cheek, walk the extra mile, and look the other way and not say anything about the wickedness and underhanded shenanigans and stratagems, the violent outbursts of temper, the street fights, the strangely angry harangues of these stupidly angry Italian people, in particular of Kathy and Raymond, whose violent displays of temper tantrum are well remembered from high school. Why is everyone so taken with these horrid nasty haughty and arrogant Italian people? Oh, but now that we know they were CIA agents, even less do we understand what their problem was, and yet even more are we sort of legally required to pretend that they were nice people even if they really were just weird. Even so, I can never trust them again for anything, especially not after they stabbed me in the back. But they were the CIA, so what was that supposed to prove?