There was a guy at my work who looked so much like Kaczynski he deliberately dressed like him to freak people out. Going to the Mongolian Grill with him for lunch was a hoot. It added (if that's the word) to the experience that in real life he was a hardcore conspiracy righty prepper and a decorated Marine sniper.
He liked me, though, because we both felt the same way about bankers. I didn't go too deeply into it though because while for me it was the money I'm pretty sure for him it was the tribe.
Go into defense contracting, they said. You'll meet interesting people, they said.
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