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Hell Is Being Trapped In A Night-club With The'beautiful People'and Forced To Live In A'luxury Penthouse Flat'.

Scanning The Newspapers And Absorbing With A Mixture Of Incredulity And Indignation The Enormities They Report, I Conclude That What England Lacks Today Is, Quite Simply, Sense.

My Grandfather Used To Say, "learn To Like Art, Music And Literature Deeply And Passionately. They Will Be Your Friends When Things Are Bad". It Is True: At This Time Of Year, When Days Are Short And Dark, And One Hardly Dares To Open The Newspapers, I Turn, Not Vainly Either, To The Great Creators Of The Past For Distraction, Solace And Help.

His (lenin's)humanitarianism Was A Very Abstract Passion. It Embraced Humanity In General But He Seems To Have Had Little Love For, Or Even Interest In, Humanity In Particular. He Saw The People With Whom He Dealt, His Comrades, Not As Individuals But As Receptacles For His Ideas. On That Basis, And No Other, They Were Judged. He Judged Man Not By Their Moral Qualities But By Their Views, Or Rather The Degree To Which They Accepted His.

Long Periods Of Recession, Which Tend To Be Self-perpetuating, Are Usually Ended By War, Or By Preparations For It.