The first Van Halen album makes Johnny Rotten out to be what he really was and still is: a hairdresser.

You can say, "Well, I have a question," and someone will say, "Oh, so you hate America." And it has nothing to do with the discussion at all.

I can only write about personal stuff, about my point of view.

There is no way you are going to be forgiven for blowing up a village and killing a bunch of people.

I get along with Australians really well. Everyone's usually really cool, and it's always a drag to leave.

I have come to the conclusion that it's a waste of time to have too much pride in anything. Perhaps it's good to have a sense of duty, a jealous zeal to protect or improve, but pride ultimately is only that which stands vulnerable to offense and degradation.

While I have no empirical evidence to back this up, I bet that the number of homosexual people per thousand has not fluctuated all that much over the centuries. I do not believe the dented wisdom my father used to extol, that homosexuality was a sure sign of a civilization in decline.