I Don't Give A Damn What Other

Clinton's Hands Remain Incredibly Clean, Don't They, And Tony Blair's Smile Remains As Wide As Ever. I View These Guises With Profound Contempt.

Do The Structures Of Language And The Structures Of Reality (by Which I Mean What Actually Happens) Move Along Parallel Lines? Does Reality Essentially Remain Outside Language, Separate, Obdurate, Alien, Not Susceptible To Description? Is An Accurate And Vital Correspondence Between What Is And Our Perception Of It Impossible? Or Is It That We Are Obliged To Use Language Only In Order To Obscure And Distort Reality -- To Distort What Happens -- Because We Fear It?

There Is A Movement To Get An International Criminal Court In The World, Voted For By Hundreds Of States-but With The Noticeable Absence Of The United States Of America.

The More Acute The Experience, The Less Articulate Its Expression.

Occasionally It Does Hit Me, The Words On A Page. And I Still Love Doing That, As I Have For The Last 60 Years.