False Fears Are A Plague, A Modern

I Want A News Service That Tells Me What No One Knows But Is True Nonetheless.

In Any Case, You Read With Exasperation Or Amusement The Multiple Errors In A Story-and Then Turn The Page To National Or International Affairs, And Read With Renewed Interest As If The Rest Of The Newspaper Was Somehow More Accurate About Far-off Palestine Than It Was About The Story You Just Read. You Turn The Page, And Forget What You Know.

In Truth, One Of Our Company, The Solemn Warrior Ecthgow, Was So Demented From Liquor That He Was Drunk While Still Upon His Horse, And He Fell Attempting To Dismount. Now The Horse Kicked Him In The Head, And I Feared For His Safety, But Ecthgow Laughed And Kicked The Horse Back.

You Know, At Times Like This One Feels, Well, Perhaps Extinct Animals Should Be Left Extinct.

I Am Certain There Is Too Much Certainty In The World.