No One Ever Suddenly Became Depraved.

The Smell Of Profit Is Clean And Sweet, Whatever The Source.

Who Watches The Watchmen?

It Is But The Weak And Little Mind That Rejoices In Revenge

Let The Straight-limbed Laugh At The Club-footed, The White Skinned At The Blackamoor.

The People That Once Bestowed Commands, Consulships, Legions, And All Else, Now Concerns Itself No More, And Longs Eagerly For Just Two Things: Bread And Circuses!