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I ran into an actual, living, breathing Free Mason today. I castigated him for the JFK assassination, the fall of the Western Roman Empire, the loss of Mr. Spok at the end of Star Trek II: The Wrath of Kahn, the now known identity of Batman, and the 1917 Black Sox scandal that plagues baseball, and for Paul the Octopus's perfect pyschic reading of World Cup soccer game outcomes. They are weird folk. Weirder than Nicholas Cage.