When the "Nice People" Want to Kill You

Two years ago, after some medical treatment following my third heart attack following the Mark Steyn Adriatic Cruise, I took a cab to Milan's central station to board one of the most agreeable trains I've ever ridden. The dining car had an excellent wine list, better than most restaurants.I don't recall the station being quite as impressive as the train, but it had a handsome atrium. I remember standing awhile and looking up at the ceiling. I wouldn't do that today, because I might fail to spot the incoming projectile and duck in time. This was the scene yesterday:(video at...