Our Defeat Was Always Implicit In The

Memory. My Poison, My Food.

The More Freedom Is Extended To Business, The More Prisons Have To Be Built For Those Who Suffer From That Business.

And One Fine Day The Goddess Of The Wind Kisses The Foot Of Man, That Mistreated, Scorned Foot, And From That Kiss The Soccer Idol Is Born. He Is Born In A Straw Crib In A Tin-roofed Shack And He Enters The World Clinging To A Ball.

The World Is Becoming An Immense Military Base, And That Base Is Becoming A Mental Hospital The Size Of The World. Inside The Nuthouse, Which Ones Are Crazy?

From The Point Of View Of The Economy, The Sale Of Weapons Is Indistinguishable From The Sale Of Food. When A Building Collapses Or A Plane Crashes, It?s Rather Inconvenient From The Point Of View Of Those Inside, But It?s Altogether Convenient For The Growth Of The Gross National Product, Which Sometimes Ought To Be Called The "gross Criminal Product."