You Are Born Modern, You Do Not

The Day The World Ends, No One Will Be There, Just As No One Was There When It Began. This Is A Scandal. Such A Scandal For The Human Race That It Is Indeed Capable Collectively, Out Of Spite, Of Hastening The End Of The World By All Means Just So It Can Enjoy The Show.

The Surprises Of Thought Are Like Those Of Love: They Wear Out. But Here Too You Can Carry On For A Long Time Doing Your Conjugal Duty.

The Repentant, Run-to-seed Ultra-leftists Who Have Converted To Humanitarianism, Artificial Inseminators Of The Widow And The Orphan, Themselves Orphans Of Reality And Malades Imaginaires Of Politics, Premature Ejaculators Of Posthistory And Hyperchondriacs Of The Dead Body Of Ideology And Morality.

Mistakes, Scandals, And Failures No Longer Signal Catastrophe. The Crucial Thing Is That They Be Made Credible, And That The Public Be Made Aware Of The Efforts Being Expended In That Direction. The Marketing Immunity Of Governments Is Similar To That Of The Major Brands Of Washing Powder.

Like Dreams, Statistics Are A Form Of Wish Fulfillment.