I Have An Addiction To Caffeine.

The President Of The University Said That Night, Congratulations To You The Students, You've Won A Great Victory, Now The War Will End. And I'm Certain That He Believed It That Night And I Believed It And We Went Away Happy. Four Days Later, Martin Luther King Was Assassinated. Two Months After That, Kennedy Was Assassinated. Two Months After That, Henry Kissinger Emerged From The Swamp He Was Living In At Harvard With A Plan To Expand The War.

There Was Always Resistance And There Was Always A Counter-narrative, But We Were Told All Through The Early Twentieth Century That Black People In The South Don't Want An Education, They Don't Want To Vote, They're Simple People, They Don't Want This, They Don't Want That.

One Question Is: Who Is The Working Class Today, And How Has It Changed? Where Are We In That? I Don't Have A Knee-jerk Kind Of 1930s Thing About We Must Build The Unions And That's The Way To The Future. I'm Writing This Book Right Now Called Pallin' Around, And The Subtitle Is: "talking To The Tea Party." And Frankly I Find Talking To The Tea Party Exhilarating, I Love It.

I Was A Good Liberal In Some Sense At That Point. I Wanted To End A War. I Wanted To Support The Civil Rights Movement.

I Find Some Unity With Ron Paul.