I think I have a normal threshold of anger, but it’s true that I am, by nature, belligerent.
By 1939, the Depression was back. Unemployment was huge. Roosevelt didn’t have any quick fix. Remember, the New Deal, Works Progress Administration, and Civilian Conservation Corps – all that happened years before. Roosevelt was riding a storm.
To prevent the theft of ‘Ben-Hur’s sets, guards were prowling the back lot long after production had been shut down.
To a man, ornithologists are tall, slender, and bearded so that they can stand motionless for hours, imitating kindly trees, as they watch for birds.
It is true, as Sartre once wrote, referring to French Army atrocities in Algeria, that the real tragedy in our time is that any of us can be, interchangeably, victim or torturer.
Obama just came swiftly out of nowhere, which was a relief to those of us who care about the Republic, and at first he seemed a very good thing.
McCain is significant in the sense that he has no significance at all on any subject.
Sex is. There is nothing more to be done about it. Sex builds no roads, writes no novels and sex certainly gives no meaning to anything in life but itself.
In writing and politicking, it’s best not to think about it, just do it.
Certainly ‘The Judgment of Paris’ was the novel in which I found my own voice.
Didn’t George Washington say, ‘He who controls Afghanistan will carry New Jersey?’
We are the United States of Amnesia, which is encouraged by a media that has no desire to tell us the truth about anything, serving their corporate masters who have other plans to dominate us.
It’s always best to stay out of other people’s divorces. And their civil wars.
It’s odd to meet a rather elderly man who says, ‘I’ve been reading you all my life.’ It makes you feel a slight chill.
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