You Can Tell It's A Poem Because

Friends, Both The Imaginary Ones You Build For Yourself Out Of Phrases Taken From A Living Writer, Or Real Ones From College, And Relatives, Despite All The Waste Of Ceremony And Fakery And The Fact That Out Of An Hour Of Conversation You May Have Only Five Minutes In Which The Old Entente Reappears, Are The Only Real Means For Foreign Ideas To Enter Your Brain.

First, If You Love The Kindle And It Works For You, It Isn't Problematic, And You Should Ignore All My Criticisms And Read The Way You Want To Read.

If You Write Every Day, You're Going To Write A Lot Of Things That Aren't Terribly Good, But You're Going To Have Given Things A Chance To Have Their Moments Of Sprouting.

There Was A Lot Of Maneuvering On The Part Of The Roosevelt Administration To Get The Stars Aligned So That That Attack Would Happen. There's Just No Question About That; You Don't Even Have To Look At The Decoding Of Diplomatic Cables Or Anything Else. Fdr's Own Admiral Thought It Was A Bad Idea To Have The Fleet Confined In One Place Way Out In The Middle Of The Pacific.

What's Somewhat Puzzling Is That Churchill Himself Knew What The Reaction Would Be To Any Sort Of Aerial Attack On Cities, Because In 1938 He Said That In A Future War British Cities Would Be Attacked By Bombing, And That The Response Would Be That All Men Would Want To Join The Fight Because They Would Be So Incensed By This Cowardly Manner Of Attack. Which Is A Very Natural Response: When Something Drops On You From The Air And Blows Up A Bunch Of Buildings And Kills People In Their Sleep, The Reaction Is Going To Be Rage, Confusion, And A Search For Something To Destroy In Retaliation.