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Although I Never Marched Through The Streets Shouting For Mao, I Do Believe That The Liberation Of China At The End Of The 1940s Was A Wonderful Thing And To Provide Its People With A Billion Pairs Of Shoes And Trousers Was A Fantastic Achievement.

Some People Give Theirselves A Certain Number Of White Weeks Once In A Year, When They Do Not Drink A Single Drop Of Alcohol. It Is Really Wise. I Myself Have A Few Weeks Per Year, Let Us Call Them White Or Black, When I Am Not Interested In The World Around. When I Come Back From This Isolation Of The News, I Realize That I Have Missed Nothing Significant. We Live In The Rain Of Disinformation And Rumors, Where The Truth Is A Very Small Number. In Those Weeks Of Dissociation I Seek For Knowledge That Lies Within Me.

I'm Not Very Much Of A Reader Really, Because I Find Much Of It Very Bad, Very Uninteresting, Very Speculative.

I Am Not Afraid Of Dying. I Have Lived Longer Than Most People In The World. What Scares Me Is To Have A Body That Works But A Brain That Is Waving Goodbye. If That Happens, I Hope I Die Quickly.

Sweden Is Still A Very Peaceful Country To Live In. I Think That People In Britain Have Created This Mythology About Sweden, That It's A Perfect Democratic Society Full Of Erotically Charged Girls.