With My Own Group I Like To

Today We Hear A Great Deal About Organizational Men, Mass Culture, Conformity, The Lonely Crowd, The Power Elite And Its Conspiracy Of Mediocrity. We Forget That The Very Volume Of This Criticism Is An Indication That Our Society Is Still Radically Pluralistic. Not Only Are There Plenty Of Exceptionalists Who Take Exception To The Stereotyping Of The Mass Culture But That Very String Of Epithets Comes From A Series Of Books That Have Been Recent Best-sellers, Symptoms Of A Popular, Living Tradition Of Dissent From Things As They Are.

You Don't Become A Saint Until You Lead A Good Life Whether In Tibet Or Italy Or America.

Perhaps This Is What Really Happens In Life To Most Good Men. They Are Not Crucified. They Simply Pass Through Life And Then Die, And Their Passing Influences Just A Few People To Make Them Just A Little Happy.

Crooked Cards And Straight Whiskey, Slow Horses And Fast Women.

The Free, Creative, Loving People Who Shine So Brightly In My Memory Of Studios And Coffee Shops Have Become Models For A Huge Section Of The Population. If They In Turn Can Just Stay Alive In The Face Of Power And Terror, They May Become The Decisive Section.