People stress the violence. That's the smallest part of it. Football is brutal only from a distance. In the middle of it there's a calm, a tranquility. The players accept pain. There's a sense of order even at the end of a running play with bodies strewn everywhere. When the systems interlock, there's a satisfaction to the game that can't be duplicated. There's a harmony.

I am ashamed every day, and more ashamed the next.

Time is a corporate asset now. It belongs to the free market system. The present is harder to find... The future becomes insistent.

The question of dying becomes a wise reminder. It cures us of our innocence of the future.

Ecology is boring for the same reason that destruction is fun.

The future belongs to crowds.

I see contemporary violence as a kind of sardonic response to the promise of consumer fulfilment in America.