Truth Seldom Is Pleasant; It Is Almost

At What Point, Then, Should One Resist? When One's Belt Is Taken Away? When One Is Ordered To Face Into A Corner? When One Crosses The Threshold Of One's Home? An Arrest Consists Of A Series Of Incidental Irrelevancies, Of A Multitude Of Things That Do Not Matter, And There Seems No Point In Arguing About One Of Them Individually...and Yet All These Incidental Irrelevancies Taken Together Implacably Constitute The Arrest.

The Revolution Is An Amalgam Of Former Party Functionaries, Quasi- Democrats, Kgb Officers, And Black-market Wheeler-dealers, Who Are Standing In Power Now And Have Represented A Dirty Hybrid Unseen In World History

It Makes Me Happier, More Secure, To Think That I Do Not Have To Plan And Manage Everything For Myself, That I Am Only A Sword Made Sharp To Smite The Unclean Forces, An Enchanted Sword To Cleave And Disperse Them. Grant, O Lord, That I May Not Break As I Strike! Let Me Not Fall From Thy Hand!

But There Are Still People Whose Moral Superiority Defeats Your Own.

The Next War... May Well Bury Western Civilization Forever.