All The Gods Are Dead Except The

There Is No Calamity Which A Great Nation Can Invite Which Equals That Which Follows A Supine Submission To Wrong And Injustice And The Consequent Loss Of National Self-respect And Honor, Beneath Which Are Shielded And Defended A People's Safety And Greatness.

The Racist Conscience Of America Is Such That Murder Does Not Register As Murder Really, Unless The Victim Is White... Blacks Knew That White Blood Is The Coin Of Freedom In A Land Where For Four Hundred Years Black Blood Has Been Shed Unremarked And With Impunity.

Everybody Changes, Not Just Me.

But It Is Not That Easy, Is It? I Seek A Lasting Relationship, Something Permanent In A World Of Change, In Which All Is Transitory, Ephemeral, And Full Of Pain.

Every Highly Successful Person Is A Maniac On A Mission. Too Much Agreement Kills A Chat