We Can't Just Stop. We're Not Rocks-progress,

The Work Of Artists Is To Find What's Humanly Possible - Possibility's Furthest Reaches.

Justice Precedes Beauty. Without Justice, Beauty Is Impossible, An Obscenity. And When Beauty Has Gone, What Does A Cameraman Do With His Eye?

But I Think What Made Me Go Into Theater Was Seeing My Mother Onstage. The First Thing She Did Was Mrs. Frank In 'the Diary Of Anne Frank.' The Second Thing She Did Was A Play About Freud Called 'the Far Country.' She Played A Paralyzed Woman In Vienna Who Goes To See Freud.

I Hate America. I Hate This Country. It’s Just Big Ideas, And Stories, And People Dying, And People Like You. The White Cracker Who Wrote The National Anthem Knew What He Was Doing. He Set The Word 'free' To A Note So High Nobody Can Reach It. That Was Deliberate. Nothing On Earth Sounds Less Like Freedom To Me. You Come To Room 1013 Over At The Hospital, I'll Show You America. Terminal, Crazy And Mean. I Live In America, That’s Hard Enough, I Don’t Have To Love It. You Do That. Everybody’s Got To Love Something.

We All Romp About, Grieving, Wondering, But With Rare Exception We Mostly Remain Suspended In The Rhetorical Colloidal Forever That Agglutinates Between Might And Do.