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The Defenders Of Decent Society And The Disciples Of Degeneracy Are Often The Same People.

It Didn’t Make Any More Sense To Me Then Than It Does Now, How Life Can Pile Troubles Up On A Man What Don’t Deserve Them, While Letting Some Of The Biggest Jackasses And Scoundrels Alive Waltz Their Way Through Long, Untroubled Existences.

I Have A Grim Outlook On The World, And In Particular On Humanity. Spent Years Denying It, But I Am Very Misanthropic. And I Live Alone On A Mountain For A Reason.

So If It Seems That Some Of What I'll Have To Say In The Pages To Come Doesn't Reflect The Mellowing Of Age, That's Only Because I've Never Found That Life And Memories Respond To Time The Way That Tobacco Does.

Every Human Being Must Find His Own Way To Cope With Severe Loss, And The Only Job Of A True Friend Is To Facilitate Whatever Method He Chooses.