If I were not such as agnostic as I am when it comes to traditional superstitions, I would probably be just as unwary as to believing that the bloodbath that took place in Paris, France, was yet an impervious avowal to the renown Friday, the 13th, a/k/a Black Friday cliché, that this day, is, in fact, as ill-fated as Western civilizations make it out to be. Be that as it may, I am angry--as angry as I can be and as angry as every righteous man and woman in this world should be, amidst the carnage and bloodshed, suffered by France, at the hands of these heartless ISIS animals.
As we all know, on Friday, November 13th, at 9:20 p.m., Paris time, 3:20 pm, eastern- time (ET) in the U.S., eight ISIS terrorists wielding AK47 rifles, wearing suicide belts began yet another gutless slaughtering mission, such as those which have now become synonymous with these vicious beasts -- this time around yielding a death toll of 129 innocent men and women and the wounding of at least 352 others, most of them seriously.