Now that I am not as depressed, I can rant about things that make me mad. Does that make any sense? What the fuck is the modern fascination with Renaissance festivals and the Middle Ages? Jesus Christ! That rabbit's dynamite! Everybody smelled, disease was rampant, the food sucked, and if you lived to 35 you were considered old. The only thing good based on that period was "Monty Python and the Holy Grail." Bring out yer dead!