The Movies Are An Eruption Of Trash

Immorality, Perversion, Infidelity, Cannibalism, Etc., Are Unassailable By Church And Civic League If You Dress Them Up In The Togas And Talliths Of The Good Book.

In Moderating, Not Satisfying Desires, Lies Peace.

He Was In Love With Life As An Ant On A Summer Blade Of Grass.

I See A Lot Of Fog And A Few Lights. I Like It When Life's Hidden. It Gives You A Chance To Imagine Nice Things, Nicer Than They Are.

Chicago Is A Sort Of Journalistic Yellowstone Park, Offering Haven To A Last Herd Of Fantastic Bravos.