The Hope Of The World Lies In

Frank Zappa Was One Of The Gods Of The Czech Underground, I Thought Of Him As A Friend. Whenever I Feel Like Escaping From The World Of The Presidency, I Think Of Him.

It Lies In Human Nature That Where You Experience Your First Laughs, You Also Remember The Age Kindly.

If Every Day A Man Takes Orders In Silence From An Incompetent Superior, If Every Day He Solemnly Performs Ritual Acts Which He Privately Finds Ridiculous, If He Unhesitatingly Gives Answers To Questionnaires Which Are Contrary To His Real Opinions And Is Prepared To Deny His Own Self In Public, If He Sees No Difficulty In Feigning Sympathy Or Even Affection Where, In Fact, He Feels Only Indifference Or Aversion, It Still Does Not Mean That He Has Entirely Lost The Use Of One Of The Basic Human Senses, Namely, The Sense Of Humiliation.

Man Is In Fact Nailed Down - Like Christ On The Cross - To A Grid Of Paradoxes. He Balances Between The Torment Of Not Knowing His Mission And The Joy Of Carrying It Out, Between Nothingness And Meaningfulness. And Like Christ, He Is In Fact Victorious By Virtue Of His Defeats.

A Human Action Becomes Genuinely Important When It Springs From The Soil Of A Clearsighted Awareness Of The Temporality And The Ephemerality Of Everything Human. It Is Only This Awareness That Can Breathe Any Greatness Into An Action.