I Think The Greatest Single Enemy Is

For All The Flailing And Huffing And Puffing, There Is A Kind Of Fatality About The Process Of War-making And The Excuses We Find For It, The Consolation Of Belligerence In Politics.

America Has Entered One Of Its Periods Of Historical Madness, But This Is The Worst I Can Remember: Worse Than Mccarthyism, Worse Than The Bay Of Pigs And In The Long Term Potentially More Disastrous Than The Vietnam War.

The Cat Sat On The Mat Is Not A Story. The Cat Sat On The Other Cat’s Mat Is A Story.

...also Took For Granted That Secret Services Were The Only Real Measure Of A Nations Political Health, The Only Real Expression Of Its Subconscious.

Coming Home From Very Lonely Places, All Of Us Go A Little Mad: Whether From Great Personal Success, Or Just An All-night Drive, We Are The Sole Survivors Of A World No One Else Has Ever Seen.