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09/19/2005: "When it's cold out..."
This weekend I went out twice (gasp) Friday night I saw Howl's Moving Castle, the new animated film by Miyazaki and the first time I've seen one of his films on the big screen (beautiful)
Saturday night I saw a play at the theatre across the street from me called The People's Temple about the Jonestown Massacre. That was intense in a different way, I hadn't known much about that event before this, about how Jim Jones started out as a decent guy, a socialist and a strong desegregationist and civil rights activist. Then, all the adulation went to his head and he started preaching that he was god, not Jesus, and then there were the drugs and paranoia and ultimately the nightmare in Guyana.
The production had a top notch cast from LA and NYC and the way they told the story from the rememberances of survivors, was interspersed with this incredible gospel music. I've never heard live gospel music before and it really blew me away. I enjoyed the show overall, but it reminded me of two things I'd rather not remember. A. how good it feels to be a true believer, and B. how much it sucks to lose faith.
Here's a picture I took Friday of someone canoeing in front of the Mendenhall Glacier.