What You Want To Do Is Not

Politics: Where Fat, Bald, Disagreeable Men, Unable To Be Candidates Themselves, Teach A President How To Act On A Public Stage.

If You Gather A Lot Of Stuff, Then You Write It, Write In Scenes With Dialogue. Somewhere In The Middle, Rising From All This Research Like Strong Metal Towers, Is Your Opinions.

You See, The Mets Are Losers, Just Like Nearly Everybody Else In Life. This Is The Team For The Cab Driver Who Gets Held Up And The Guy Who Loses Out On A Promotion Because He Didn't Maneuver Himself To Lunch With The Boss Enough. It Is The Team For Every Guy Who Has To Get Out Of Bed In The Morning And Go To Work For Short Money On A Job He Does Not Like. The Yankees? Who Does Well Enough To Root For Them, Laurence Rockefeller?

Go Around With Your Eyes Like A Camera. Don't Lose It By Talking. Go And Listen. And Work!

Don't Trust A Brilliant Idea Unless It Survives The Hangover.