All my life, my heart has sought a thing I cannot name. Remembered line from a long- forgotten poem

The real power in America is held by a fast-emerging new Oligarchy of pimps and preachers who see no need for Democracy or fairness or even trees, except maybe the ones in their own yards, and they don't mind admitting it.

They don't hardly make 'em like him any more - but just to be on the safe side, he should be castrated anyway.

I think it might be better to have the President sort of like the King of England - or the Queen - and have the real business of the presidency conducted by ... a city manager-type, a Prime Minister, somebody who's directly answerable to Congress, rather than a person who moves all his friends into the White House and does whatever he wants for four years.

He could shake your hand and stab you in the back at the same time.

Sane is rich and powerful. Insane is wrong and poor and weak. The rich are free, the poor are put in cages. Res Ipsa Loquitur, amen. Mahalo.

There is no fool like a careless gambler who starts taking victory for granted.