Familiarity Breeds Democracry.

We Want A President Who Is As Much Like An American Tourist As Possible. Someone With The Same Goofy Grin, The Same Innocent Intentions, The Same Naive Trust; A President With No Conception Of Foreign Policy And No Discernible Connection To The U.s. Government, Whose Nice Guyism Will Narrow The Gap Between The U.s. And Us Until Nobody Can Tell The Difference.

Writers Who Have Nothing To Say Always Strain For Metaphors To Say It In.

The Vitamin Has Been Reified. A Chemical Intangible Originally Defined As A Unit Of Nutritive Value, It Was Long Ago Reified Into A Pill. Now It Is A Pill; No One Except A Few Precise Scientists Define It As Anything Else. Once The Vitamin Became A Pill, It Became Real According To The Precepts Of American Cartesianism: I Swallow It, Therefore It Is.

He Travels Fastest Who Travels Alone, And That Goes Double For She. Real Feminism Is Spinsterhood.

Golf Is An Exercise In Scottish Pointlessness For People Who Are No Longer Able To Throw Telephone Poles At Each Other.