I'll Argue Anyone Into The Dust When

I Think That Any Time A Person Comes Face-to-face With Their Own Mortality - Close Enough To Death That They Can Smell Its Breath - They Have A Choice: 1) Fall To Pieces; 2) Reassemble Yourself And Keep Walking.

When I Write, I Strain With Every Wizened Fibre Of My Weathered Frame To Analyze Every Possible Angle Of Any Given Subject.

Many Of The Racial Problems In America Are Caused By The Fact That People Are Innately Tribal, And Politicians Know How To Exploit That Biological Fact.

I'll Hit Anyone Who's Seriously Threatening My Life... That's What Happened, And That's What Sent Me To Prison.

My Crazy Parents And Those Crazy Catholic Nuns Didn't Do A Good Job Of Forcing Me To Keep The Ten Commandments, But They Kept Me Forever Fixated On The Very Idea Of A Taboo.