Socialism Is Like A Dream. Sooner Or

For Good Or For Ill, Air Mastery Is Today The Supreme Expression Of Military Power And Fleets And Armies, However Vital And Important, Must Accept A Subordinate Rank.

Each One Hopes That If He Feeds The Crocodile Enough, The Crocodile Will Eat Him Last. All Of Them Hope That The Storm Will Pass Before Their Turn Comes To Be Devoured. But I Fear - I Fear Greatly - The Storm Will Not Pass. It Will Rage And It Will Roar, Even More Loudly, Even More Widely.

If You Recognize Anyone It Does Not Mean You Like Them.

The Further Back I Look, The Further Forward I Can See.

The Inherent Blessing Of Socialism Is The Equal Sharing Of Misery.