Why We Are Friends

This morning we had the following email exchange:

Me in email to Allison:

I HAVE to see this documentary about Jim Jones and the People’s Temple – it’s at the Quad … and, I don’t know, seems like it’s something you and I need to see together. ha!!!

wanna go this weekend? Saturday is out for me – but maybe Sunday?? Wanna go see 900 people kill themselves with poisoned Kool-aid on screen??

Allison in email to Me:

OH MY GOD. MUST MUST. Can not literally think of a better way to spend a Sunday.

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9 Responses to Why We Are Friends

  1. Emily says:

    Hahaha. The first time I read this documentary, I instantly thought of you and how I wish we could see it together.

  2. red says:

    hahahahaha

    Can’t wait!!!

  3. red says:

    It’s that whole cult-mass murder thing that we both adore, I guess.

    hahahaha

  4. Emily says:

    And we’d spend like eight hours after it was over talking about it.

  5. red says:

    Never letting the other one finish a sentence.

    I mean, seriously, I’ve been obsessed with Jim Jones since I saw that TV movie with Powers Boothe – I think I was, uhm, 10 years old or something like that when I saw it.

    Yeah. Really appropriate for a child.

    FASCINATING.

  6. Emily says:

    I remember that movie!

  7. I remember when Jim Jones happened!! EEEK!

    you’ll have to tell us about it

  8. tracey says:

    I never would have killed myself for Powers Boothe.

  9. ricki says:

    You know, that was the first “big bad news” story that my parents didn’t manage to protect my brother and me from. (I think I was like 8 or 9 when it happened). It still creeps the hell out of me to think about it, probably because I was a little kid when I heard about it, and it seemed so horrific and twisted…and it was a long time before I could look at Communion the same way again….

    That said, I hope you find the documentary, um, instructive. (I’m not going to suggest you have fun…that seems wrong to say).

    I will also say: I wish people would stop using the “drink the Kool-Aid” meme to describe groups of people who follow some leader blindly. My reasons are purely selfish, so I can’t really justify them, but: I get a horrible chill down my back every time I hear/read that phrase.

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