The Usual Masculine Dissillusionment Is Discovering That

No Matter What Rallying Cries The Orators Give To The Idiots Who Fight, No Matter What Noble Purposes They Assign To Wars, There Is Never But One Reason For A War. And That Is Money. All Wars Are In Reality Money Squabbles.

Supposed I Don't Want To Redeem Myself? Why Should I Fight To Uphold The System That Cast Me Out? I Shall Take Pleasure In Seeing It Smashed.

I Do Not Write With Ease, Nor Am I Ever Pleased With Anything I Write. And So I Rewrite.

Every Problem Has Two Handles. You Can Grab It By The Handle Of Fear Or The Handle Of Hope.

Well, My Dear, Take Heart. Some Day, I Will Kiss You And You Will Like It. But Not Now, So I Beg You Not To Be Too Impatient.