I feel I'm moving toward as well as away from something, and anything is possible.

Price. You're priceless.

I think a lot of snowflakes are alike...and I think a lot of people are alike too.

I think we've all lost some kind of feeling.

History is sinking and only a very few seem dimly aware that things are getting bad.

Yes. Yes I am. I am a completely demented misogynist.

The seals stupidly dive off rocks into swirling black water, barking mindlessly. The zookeepers feed them dead fish. A crowd gathers around the tank, mostly adults, a few accompanied by children. On the seals' tank a plaque warns: COINS CAN KILL——IF SWALLOWED, COINS CAN LODGE IN AN ANIMAL'S STOMACH AND CAUSE ULCERS, INFECTIONS AND DEATH. DO NOT THROW COINS IN THE POOL. So what do I do? Toss a handful of change into the tank when none of the zookeepers are watching. It's not the seals I hate——it's the audience's enjoyment of them that bothers me.