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To Escape Jury Duty In England, Wear A Bowler Hat And Carry A Copy Of The Daily Telegraph.

The People Look Forbidding, Solemn, Marked By That Impossible Ideal, Communism, Which, Like Christianity, Seemed To Demand Too Much Of Humanity And, Falling Into The Wrong Hands, Led Too Easily To Horrible Brutality.

Do We Want Blanks, Asterisks And Exclamation Marks Which People Can Fill In With Their Own Imaginations, Or Are We Prepared And Strong Enough To Tolerate, Even If We Do Not Approve, The Strong Anglo-saxon, Realistic And Vivid Language?

We Don't Know Much About The Human Conscience, Except That It Is Soluble In Alcohol.

Like Childhood, Old Age Is Irresponsible, Reckless, And Foolhardy. Children And Old People Have Everything To Gain And Nothing Much To Lose. It's Middle-age Which Is Cursed By The Desperate Need To Cling To Some Finger-hold Halfway Up The Mountain, To Conform, Not To Cause Trouble, To Behave Well.