Never Trade A Secret, You'll Always Get

Those Who Are Not With Mr. Bush Are Against Him. Worse, They Are With The Enemy. Which Is Odd, Because I'm Dead Against Bush, But I Would Love To See Saddam's Downfall -- Just Not On Bush's Terms And Not By His Methods. And Not Under The Banner Of Such Outrageous Hypocrisy.

Every Writer Knows He Is Spurious; Every Fiction Writer Would Rather Be Credible Than Authentic.

We Lie To One Another Every Day, In The Sweetest Way, Often Unconsciously. We Dress Ourselves And Compose Ourselves In Order To Present Ourselves To One Another.

And The Ideologies Trailed After These Impossible Events Like Condemned Prisoners, As Ideologies Do When They've Had Their Day. Because They Have No Heart Of Their Own. They're The Whores And Angels Of Our Striving Selves.

The Monsters Of Our Childhood Do Not Fade Away, Neither Are They Ever Wholly Monstrous. But Neither, In My Experience, Do We Ever Reach A Plane Of Detachment Regarding Our Parents, However Wise And Old We May Become. To Pretend Otherwise Is To Cheat.