Painting A Picture Is Like Trying To

I Have Had To Eat My Own Words Many Times, And I Have Found It A Very Nourishing Diet.

I Remember When I Was A Child, Being Taken To The Celebrated Barnum's Circus, Which Contained An Exhibition Of Freaks And Monstrosities, But The Exhibit On The Program Which I Most Desired To See Was The One Described As ‘the Boneless Wonder’. My Parents Judged That The Spectacle Would Be Too Demoralizing And Revolting For My Youthful Eye And I Have Waited Fifty Years, To See The Boneless Wonder Sitting On The Treasury Bench.

Neville Chamberlain Looked At Foreign Affairs Through The Wrong End Of A Municipal Drainpipe.

I'm So Bored With It All.

I Was Happy As A Child With My Toys In My Nursery. I Been Happier Every Year Since I Became A Man. But This Interlude Of School Makes A Somber Grey Patch Upon The Chart Of My Journey. It Was A Unending Spell Of Worries That Did Not Then Seem Petty, And Of Toil Uncheered By Fruition; A Time Of Discomfort, Restriction And Purposeless Monotony.