I've Been Playing 'doom' For Some Years.

Twenty Years Is, After All, A Long Time. We Are Not The Same People We Were. Old Friends, Lovers, Even Family Members: They Are Strangers Who Happen To Wear A Familiar Face. We Have No Right To Claim To Know Anyone After Such A Distance.

Because Two People In Love Don't Make A Hive Mind. Neither Should They Want To Be A Hive Mind, To Think The Same, To Know The Same. It's About Being Separate And Still Loving Each Other, Being Distinct From Each Other. One Is The Violin String One Is The Bow.

That's Emails For Ya: Sometimes They're Like An Arrow That Hits So Deep In The Target, You Can't Pull It Out.

It's Just That To A Lot Of British People George Bush Represents The Worst Of All Things American. He's The Right-wing Christian Crusader, The Toxic Texan Who Refused Kyoto, The Poll-cheat Eel Who Undermined Democracy On The Back Of Something Called 'chads,' A Notion We've Never Entirely Grasped.

The Blood In My Veins Is Frozen But It Sings Of Love.