Those who cannot laugh at the past are doomed to go there – FAST!
A Real Revolutionist never leaves dead, inedible scraps around the campsite.
No matter the apparent wrappings, ordinary men are always fully “being themselves,” even whilst passionately pleading that they’re not. (As those illustrious Windy City savants were wont to say, “Justice on the hoof.”)
Those in the City-sense who “know too much,” commit surprise party suicide; a bladeless
From City tongues I have heard of “Respect for life,” “Devotion to love,” even of “Homage to power,” but how come I never hear about the ultimate – Reverence for The Ridiculous?