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There Are Some Good Rules And There Are Some Lousy Rules.

Do The Structures Of Language And The Structures Of Reality (by Which I Mean What Actually Happens) Move Along Parallel Lines? Does Reality Essentially Remain Outside Language, Separate, Obdurate, Alien, Not Susceptible To Description? Is An Accurate And Vital Correspondence Between What Is And Our Perception Of It Impossible? Or Is It That We Are Obliged To Use Language Only In Order To Obscure And Distort Reality -- To Distort What Happens -- Because We Fear It?

I'll Tell You What I Really Think About Politicians. The Other Night I Watched Some Politicians On Television Talking About Vietnam. I Wanted Very Much To Burst Through The Screen With A Flame Thrower And Burn Their Eyes Out And Their Balls Off And Then Inquire From Them How They Would Assess The Action From A Political Point Of View.

I Tend To Think That Cricket Is The Greatest Thing That God Ever Created On Earth - Certainly Greater Than Sex, Although Sex Isn't Too Bad Either.

There Is A Movement To Get An International Criminal Court In The World, Voted For By Hundreds Of States-but With The Noticeable Absence Of The United States Of America.