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The Tv Commercials, Which Are Endless And Fairly Crass, Gave Birth To Brock, The Bad-lawyer Character In Razor Girl. In Real Life You Can Find Even Sleazier Examples Than Him.

From My Experience, Politicians Are Much More Uncomfortable Being Made Fun Of Than They Are Being Preached At And Screeched At - You Know, And The Soapbox Routine. They're Much More Uneasy Knowing They're A Target Of Ridicule.

Nobody With An Iq Higher Than Emergency-room Temperature Could Ever Believe That 'death Panels' Would Be Appointed To Nudge The Elderly Toward Euthanasia. Yet For Idle Entertainment, It's Hard To Beat Sarah Palin's Ignorant Nattering On The Subject.

Bangkok 8 Is One Of The Most Startling And Provocative Mysteries That I've Read In Years. The Characters Are Marvelously Unique, The Setting Is Intoxicating And The Plot Unwinds In Dark Illusory Strands, Reminiscent Of Gorky Park. Once I Started, I Didn't Want To Put It Down.

I Think In The Old Days, The Nexus Of Weirdness Ran Through Southern California, And To A Degree New York City. I Think It's Changed So That Every Bizarre Story In The Country Now Has A Florida Connection. I Don't Know Why, Except It Must Be Some Inversion Of Magnetic Poles Or Something.