The Figure Of The Enthusiast Who Has

Tardiness Is Next To Wickedness In A Society Relentless In Its Consumption Of Time As Both A Good And A Service--as Tweet And Instagram, Film Clip And Sound Bite, As Sporting Event, Investment Opportunity, Tinder Hookup, And Interest Rate--its Value Measured Not By Its Texture Or Its Substance But By The Speed Of Its Delivery, A Distinction Apparent To Andy Warhol When He Supposedly Said That Any Painting That Takes Longer Than Five Minutes To Make Is A Bad Painting.

About The Presence Of Death And Dying I Don't Remember The Society In The 1950s Being So Skittish As It Has Since Become. People Still Died At Home, Among Relatives And Friends, Often In The Care Of A Family Physician. Death Was Still To Be Seen Sitting In The Parlor, Hanging In A Butcher Shop, Sometimes Lying In The Street.

Construed As A Means Instead Of An End, History Is The Weapon With Which We Defend The Future Against The Past.

Leadership Consists Not In Degrees Of Technique But In Traits Of Character.

The American Press Is, And Always Has Been, A Booster Press, Its Editorial Pages Characteristically Advancing The Same Arguments As The Paid Advertising Copy.