The trouble with normal is it always gets worse, fashionable fascism dominates the scene.

One day you're waiting for the sky to fall, The next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all.

But nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight / Got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight.

Once you tie anger and ego together then you're a monster, at least a latent one. So you have to be able to separate those things before you are going to be able to do anything useful with your anger.

Abu Ghraib, as bad as it was, can't be compared to what Saddam was doing to people.

Though chains be of gold, they are chains all the same.

I've been accused of being a little pedantic here and there, but I don't buy that criticism. I'm telling it like I see it. You don't have to buy it. You don't have to like it. You don't have to listen to it at all. I'm not trying to convince people of things, other than the fact that I'm trying to make as vivid as I can my own feelings and experiences.