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A Sense Of Humor... Is Needed Armor. Joy In One's Heart And Some Laughter On One's Lips Is A Sign That The Person Down Deep Has A Pretty Good Grasp Of Life.

The Prime Minister Found Something Hopeful In The Man's Eyes And Manner. The 30 Or So People Who Run This World Analyze One Another That Way And Then Make Decisions Of Life And Death For Us. Scary, But True.

They Can See The Brave Silhouette From Almost Anywhere In The District Of Columbia And Use It As A Compass To Locate Other Monuments And Eventually To Find Their Way Out Of The Great, Gray Federal Wilderness.

The Problems Seem So Easy Out There On The Stump. Deficits Shrink With A Rhetorical Flourish.

We Are Creating A Political Demolition Derby, Not A Presidential Debate. Those Strange Impulses In The American Soul That Have Produced Mud Wrestling And The Gong Show Seem To Have Claimed The National Campaign.