Like everyone else, the Revolutionist HAS sufficient reasons for weakness and failure, but NO EXCUSES has he.
At least, thank god, there are no closing points at your death.
Come on, let’s hear it now for all those who’ve never said, “Come on, let’s hear it now.”
If you like the music, the volume’s too low; if you don’t, it’s too loud.
One ole City dude in considering how all religions condemn drinking said to himself, “You mean I can be common, dumb, and deluded, OR be common, dumb deluded AND sober? Jeeze, what a setup.”