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Can You Be Happy With The Movies, And The Ads, And The Clothes In The Stores, And The Doctors, And The Eyes As You Walk Down The Street All Telling You There Is Something Wrong With You? No. You Cannot Be Happy. Because, You Poor Darling Baby, You Believe Them.

It Is Coincidence, I Decide, And I Am Getting Old And Batty, Thinking The Universe Revolves Around Me.

Basically, We Are Pack Animals. We May Be Evolving Toward Hive Animals. The Nature Of The Pack Is That If All The Eyes Of The Pack Are On You, You Are Either The Leader, Or You Are Lunch. So It's A Basically Hazardous Situation To Have The Eyes Of The Pack Upon You. And I Think That's Really Visceral. I Think That's Bred In The Bone. That's Species - Deep.

Prior To Penicillin And Medical Research, Death Was An Everyday Occurrence. It Was Intimate.

I Think Genetic Research Is A Fascinating And Fertile Area.