Death Alone Discloses How Insignificant Are The

Satire Is What Closes Saturday Night.

Dare To Do Things Worthy Of Imprisonment If You Mean To Be Of Consequence.

But Who Guards The Guardians?

Already Long Ago, From When We Sold Our Vote To No Man, The People Have Abdicated Our Duties; For The People Who Once Upon A Time Handed Out Military Command, High Civil Office, Legions — Everything, Now Restrains Itself And Anxiously Hopes For Just Two Things: Bread And Circuses.

Trust To A Plank, Draw Precarious Breath, At Most Seven Inches From The Jaws Of Death.