I am a writer, a professional journalist with serious credentials in Crime, Craziness, and Politics. I have mingled with dangerous criminals and attended many trials . . . from Hell's Angels, Black Panthers and Chicano street fighters to Roxanne Pulitzer and even Richard Nixon, back in the good old days before he was run out of the White House for fraud, perjury, graft, and criminal negligence.

Love plans for tomorrow and loneliness thinks of yesterday.

We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and - in spite of True Romance magazines - we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way.

The brutal reality of politics would be probably intolerable without drugs.

I would feel real trapped in this life if I didn't know I could commit suicide at any time.

Going to trial with a lawyer who considers your whole life-style a Crime in Progress is not a happy prospect.

Hope rises and dreams flicker and die. Love plans for tomorrow and loneliness thinks of yesterday. Life is beautiful and living is pain.