If I Want My Time Wasted, I'll

Explanations Comfort Us By Giving The Impression That There Is An Order In Things.

Spirituality Now Wanders From Sex To Drugs To Art To Revolution To Violence--whatever Seems To Promise Deliverance From The Quotidian.

Whatever Is Spoken Of Acquires A Certain Existence.

Sleaze Is A Point By Point Refutation Of Elegance.

Good Deal: Justice For You, Mercy For Me.