I Love America, But I Don't Like

There Is No Greater Compliment To The Jews Than The Fact That The Degree Of Their Unpopularity Is Always The Scientific Measure Of The Cruelty And Silliness Of The Regime Under Which They Live.

It Has Not Yet Been Recorded That Any Human Being Has Gained A Very Large Or Permanent Contentment From Meditation Upon The Fact That He Is Better Off Than Others.

Is It Possible That Nobody Has Ever Known That There Never Has Been A Completely Civilized Man, And Won't Be For Another Thousand Years?

You've Been Telling Us About How To Secure Peace, But Come On, Now, General-just Among Us Rotarians And Rotary Anns-'fess Up! With Your Great Experience, Don't You Honest, Cross-your-heart, Think That Perhaps-just Maybe-when A Country Has Gone Money-mad, Like All Our Labor Unions And Workmen, With Their Propaganda To Hoist Income Taxes, So That The Thrifty And Industrious Have To Pay For The Shiftless Ne'er-do-weels, Then Maybe, To Save Their Lazy Souls And Get Some Iron Into Them, A War Might Be A Good Thing? Come On, Now, Tell Your Real Middle Name, Mong General!

I Think Perhaps We Want A More Conscious Life. We're Tired Of Drudging And Sleeping And Dying. We're Tired Of Seeing Just A Few People Able To Be Individualists. We're Tired Of Always Deferring Hope Till The Next Generation. We're Tired Of Hearing Politicians And Priests And Cautious Reformers... Coax Us, 'be Calm! Be Patient! Wait! We Have The Plans For A Utopia Already Made; Just Wiser Than You.' For Ten Thousand Years They've Said That. We Want Our Utopia Now — And We're Going To Try Our Hands At It.