The Safe Statement Award for 1988, given posthumously to he who first said:
“After all, SOMEthing must be left to chance.”
Over at one of those City Houses of Still Repute, I heard this rather poetic prayer of relief, (at least I think that’s what it was), and it went thusly, “God knows I’m not what I should be. God knows I’m not even what I COULD be. But thank God I’m not what I once THOUGHT I was.”
“Specialization,” declared the gentleman, “specialization must be the proper approach to things. General knowledge just couldn’t be of much real value, or the military wouldn’t have it.”
You could guess bricks, blocks, or poured concrete, but you would still have missed it. The most common foundation is fear.
The Dead rise slowly.