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The Internet Was Supposed To Liberate Knowledge, But In Fact It Buried It, First Under A Vast Sewer Of Ignorance, Laziness, Bigotry, Superstition And Filth And Then Beneath The Cloak Of Political Surveillance. Now...cyberspace Exists Exclusively To Promote Commerce, Gossip And Pornography. And Of Course To Hunt Down Sedition. Only Paper Is Safe. Books Are The Key. A Book Cannot Be Accessed From Afar, You Have To Hold It, You Have To Read It.

You're Mugging Old Ladies Every Bit As Much If You Pinch Their Pension Fund

For The Past Seventeen Years I Have Been Experimenting With Lager. I Am A Lager User And One Drug Leads To Another. If You Do Lager, As Night Follows Day, You'll End Up Doing Kentucky Fried Chicken.

Beyond Love, Beyond Unrequited Love, Perhaps Even Beyond Any Other Passion Known To Humanity, Deep, Deep In The Depths Of The Turgid, Clinging, Swamplike Pit Of Despair That Lies Dormant Within Every Soul, Lurks Jealousy. Jealousy, That Most Demeaning And Debilitating Of Emotions. Jealousy, Which Can Double The Strength Of The Love Upon Which It Is Based, But Whilst Doubling It, Warp And Pervert It, Untill It Is No Longer Recognizable As The Thing Of Beauty It Once Was. Jealous Love Is No More Like True Love Than Mr Hyde Was Like Dr Jekyll Or A Stagnant Swamp Is Like A Freshwater Lake.

I'm Easy To Work With, Not A Pushover, But I Respond To Criticism And Find It Inspiring.