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Truth Is A Demure Lady, Much Too Ladylike To Knock You On Your Head And Drag You To Her Cave. She Is There, But People Must Want Her, And Seek Her Out.

One Must Recently Have Lived On Or Close To A College Campus To Have A Vivid Intimation Of What Has Happened. It Is There That We See How A Number Of Energetic Social Innovators, Plugging Their Grand Designs, Succeeded Over The Years In Capturing The Liberal Intellectual Imagination. And Since Ideas Rule The World, The Ideologues, Having Won Over The Intellectual Class, Simply Walked In And Started To Run Things. Run Just About Everything. There Never Was An Age Of Conformity Quite Like This One, Or A Camaraderie Quite Like The Liberals'.

I Am, I Fully Grant, A Phenomenon, But Not Because Of Any Speed In Composition. I Asked Myself The Other Day, "who Else, On So Many Issues, Has Been So Right So Much Of The Time?" I Couldn't Think Of Anyone.

Socialize The Individual's Surplus And You Socialize His Spirit And Creativeness.

I Will Not Cede More Power To The State. I Will Not Willingly Cede More Power To Anyone, Not To The State, Not To General Motors, Not To The Cio. I Will Hoard My Power Like A Miser, Resisting Every Effort To Drain It Away From Me. I Will Then Use My Power, As I See Fit. I Mean To Live My Life An Obedient Man, But Obedient To God, Subservient To The Wisdom Of My Ancestors; Never To The Authority Of Political Truths Arived At Yesterday At The Voting Booth. That Is A Program Of Sorts, Is It Not? It Is Certainly Program Enough To Keep Conservatives Busy, And Liberals At Bay. And The Nation Free.