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Anarchy Works. Italy Has Proved It For A Thousand Years.

We Are Befouling And Destroying Our Own Home, We Are Committing A Slow But Accelerating Race Suicide And Life Murder - Planetary Biocide. Now There Is A Mighty Theme For A Mighty Book But A Challenge To Which No Modern Novelist Or Poet Has Yet Responded. Where Is Our Melville, Our Milton, Our Thomas Mann When We Need Him Most?

That Which Today Calls Itself Science Gives Us More And More Information, And Indigestible Glut Of Information, And Less And Less Understanding.

Life Is Unfair. And It's Not Fair That Life Is Unfair.

We Spend More Time Working For Our Labor-saving Machines Than They Do Working For Us.