A Revolutionist’s true address is whatever he SAYS it is.
An ordinary person’s address is whatever they’re TOLD it is.
Asserted one curious smelling City speaker, “And lo, I beheld and be-heard the million, billion, trillion footsteps of the little feet of the human intellect marching across the plains of history, and lo, most of them were out of step.” Lo, indeed.
The supreme marketplace of fair trading, inequitable exchanges, balanced transactions, and coercive transfers, is in the bell of Life itself.
More from Ole’ Mister Sorehead Number 2:
“Yeah, I read a quote once; didn’t like it.”