Nothing Ever Quite Dies, It Just Comes

A Hero Is A Goddam Stupid Thing To Have In The First Place And A General Block To Anything You Might Wanta Accomplish On Your Own.

What All This Posturing And Fake Glamor Results In Is A Vast Detachment And Cynicism On The Part Of The Artists. Since It's Impossible To Have Respect For An Audience That'll Take Just About Anything You Care To Dish Out, And The Impassive Demeanor Is So Central To The Role, A General Numbnose Is All That Can Be Expected.

The Great Thing About The Clash Of Course Is That They Keep Searching For Answers Beyond That.

All The Proliferating Falsifications Of What I And Everyone I Know Experienced Once In What It Is Now So Convenient To Call The "fifties" Or "sixties," As If Life Was Really Measured Or Lived In Arbitrary Decades, When The History Books Are Sold Like Comix.

All Humans Are The Same Sex, Except Albinos.