Oh sure they start a lightsaber fight after Revenge of the Sith and its lighthearted fun.
I start a lightsaber fight after slamming a dozen Natty Lights and I get the cops called
Mr. Bezos, when I think about “free markets and personal liberties” I don’t think about the Post editorial page. I think about this vending machine in an Amazon Fulfillment Center, which is stocked not with chips but with painkillers.