I Move My Lips When I Read

My Definition Of A Decent Society Is One That First Of All Takes Care Of Its Losers, And Protects Its Weak.

Gerald Westerby, He Told Himself. You Were Present At Your Birth. You Were Present At Your Several Marriages And At Some Of Your Divorces, And You Will Certainly Be Present At Your Funeral. High Time, In Our Considered View, That You Were Present At Certain Other Crucial Moments In Your History.

How Bush And His Junta Succeeded In Deflecting America's Anger From Bin Laden To Saddam Hussein Is One Of The Great Public Relations Conjuring Tricks Of History. But They Swung It. A Recent Poll Tells Us That One In Two Americans Now Believe Saddam Was Responsible For The Attack On The World Trade Centre.

It's Part Of A Writer's Profession, As It's Part Of A Spy's Profession, To Prey On The Community To Which He's Attached, To Take Away Information - Often In Secret - And To Translate That Into Intelligence For His Masters, Whether It's His Readership Or His Spy Masters. And I Think That Both Professions Are Perhaps Rather Lonely.

Tyranny Is Like The Electric Wiring In An Old House. A Tyrant Dies, The New Tyrant Takes Possession, And All He Has To Do Is Drop The Switch.