I'm In This Wonderful Position Where I

What I Can't Completely Understand Is Most Other People's Fascination With What The Famous Among Us Do With Their Lips And The Rest Of Their Bodies. Why Do Ordinary People Become The Target Of This Curiosity Simply By Virtue Of The Fact That Other People Recognize Their Names And Faces But Know Nothing Else About Them? Why Do We Care What They Think, What They Wear, What They Eat?

I Used To Be A Catholic. I Left Because I Object To Conversion By Concussion. If You Don't Agree With What They Teach, You Get Clobbered Over The Head Until You Do. All That Does Is Change The Shape Of The Head.

The Good Thing About Being A Hypocrite Is That You Get To Keep Your Values.

Your Assumptions Are Your Windows On The World. Scrub Them Off Every Once In A While Or The Light Won't Come In. If You Challenge Your Own, You Won't Be So Quick To Accept The Unchallenged Assumptions Of Others. You'll Be A Lot Less Likely To Be Caught Up In Bias Or Prejudice Or Be Influenced By People Who Ask You To Hand Over Your Brains, Your Soul Or Your Money Because They Have Everything All Figured Out For You.

It's Too Bad I'm Not As Wonderful A Person As People Say I Am, Because The World Could Use A Few People Like That.