...most of the press were vultures descending on the scene for curious America aplomb. Cameras inside the coffin interviewing worms.

Do you know we are being led to Slaughters by placid admirals & that fat slow generals are getting Obscene on young blood Do you know we are ruled by t.v.

Out here on the perimeter there are no stars. Out here we is stoned. Immaculate.

We fear violence less than our own feelings. Personal, private, solitary pain is more terrifying than what anyone else can inflict.

Whoever controls the media, controls the mind.

Cancel my subscription to the resurrection.

The spectator is a dying animal.