It reminds me of my father. For no other reason than we watched it together and he would explain some of the nuances that my young brain didn't quite grasp.
I liked his determination to fight oppression.
There may be some link to that show and my distaste for 'Moderation'.
I may have been a bad influence
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ReplyDeleteI loved The Prisoner.
It reminds me of my father.
For no other reason than we watched it together and he would explain some of the nuances that my young brain didn't quite grasp.
I liked his determination to fight oppression.
There may be some link to that show and my distaste for 'Moderation'.