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Marxism, Freudianism, Global Warming. These Are Proof - Of Which History Offers So Many Examples - That People Can Be Suckers On A Grand Scale. To Their Fanatical Followers They Are A Substitute For Religion. Global Warming, In Particular, Is A Creed, A Faith, A Dogma That Has Little To Do With Science.

I Very Much Wanted To Be Editor Of The 'new Statesman!' But I Never Wanted To Be Prime Minister, Except Maybe As A Little Boy.

If The Decline Of Christianity Created The Modern Political Zealot - And His Crimes - So The Evaporation Of Religious Faith Among The Educated Left A Vacuum In The Minds Of Western Intellectuals Easily Filled By Secular Superstition. There Is No Other Explanation For The Credulity With Which Scientists, Accustomed To Evaluating Evidence, And Writers, Whose Whole Function Was To Study And Criticize Society, Accepted The Crudest Stalinist Propaganda At Its Face Value. They Needed To Believe; They Wanted To Be Duped.

The Writer Learns To Write, In The Last Resort, Only By Writing. He Must Get Words Onto Paper Even If He Is Dissatisfied With Them. A Young Writer Must Cross Many Psychological Barriers To Acquire Confidence In His Capacity To Produce Good Work-especially His First Full-length Book-and He Cannot Do This By Staring At A Piece Of Blank Paper, Searching For The Perfect Sentence.

I Don't Write Huge Books Any More. I Used To Write 1,000 Printed Pages, But Now I Write Short Books. I Did One On Napoleon, 50,000 Words - Enjoyed Doing That. He Was A Baddie. I Did One On Churchill, Which Was A Bestseller In New York, I'm Glad To Say. 50,000 Words. He Was A Goodie.