It Is The English, Not Their Government;

Yet We Slink About Like Whipped Curs:;... Our Self-abasement Principally Takes The Form Of Subservience To The United States:;... We Are Under No Necessity To Participate In The American Nightmare Of A Soviet Monster Barely Held At Bay In All Quarters Of The Globe By An Inconceivable Nuclear Armament And By Political Intervention Everywhere From Poland To Cambodia. It Is The Americans Who Need Us In Order To Act Out Their Crazy Scenario... We Simply Do Not Need To Go Chasing Up And Down After The Vagaries Of The Next Ignoramus To Become President Of The United States.

History Is Littered With The Wars Which Everybody Knew Would Never Happen.

It Is Advertising That Enthrones The Customer As King. This Infuriates The Socialist...[it Is] The Crossing Of The Boundary Between West Berlin And East Berlin. It Is Checkpoint Charlie, Or Rather Checkpoint Douglas, The Transition From The World Of Choice And Freedom To The World Of Drab, Standard Uniformity.

I Do Not Keep A Diary. Never Have. To Write A Diary Every Day Is Like Returning To One's Own Vomit.

As I Look Ahead, I Am Filled With Foreboding. Like The Roman, I Seem To See "the River Tiber Foaming With Much Blood.