It Is Somehow Reassuring To Discover That

Prison Walls Are Meant Not Only To Keep Convicts In, But To Keep The Would-be Investigator Out.

Growing Up In The English Countryside Seemed An Interminable Process. Freezing Winter Gave Way To Frosty Spring, Which In Turn Merged Into Chilly Summer-but Nothing Ever, Ever Happened.

O Death, Where Is Thy Sting? O Grave, Where Is Thy Victory? Where, Indeed. Many A Badly Stung Survivor, Faced With The Aftermath Of Some Relative's Funeral, Has Ruefully Concluded That The Victory Has Been Won Hands Down By A Funeral Establishment - In Disastrously Unequal Battle.

When Is Conduct A Crime, And When Is A Crime Not A Crime? When "somebody Up There" - A Monarch, A Dictator, A Pope, A Legislator - So Decrees.

You May Not Be Able To Change The World, But At Least You Can Embarrass The Guilty.