This isn't the second movie-related entry (with a running tie-in) I'd alluded to earlier. That one will come after tomorrow's Super Run 10k review.
Several years ago, I celebrated running the Vermont City Marathon by eating greasy KFC chicken in a Burlington hotel bed while watching the movie Traffic. It was a disturbing movie, especially for someone destined to move to the movie's setting in a few months.
I mention this because of the lead story on last night's local news. If you ask me, drug trafficking has hit a new low.