This liberal doxy must be impaled upon the member of a particularly large stallion.

employers sense in me a denial of their values...they fear me. i suspect that they can see that i am forced to function in a century which i loathe.

The only excursion of my life outside of New Orleans took me through the vortex to the whirlpool of despair: Baton Rouge. . . . New Orleans is, on the other hand, a comfortable metropolis which has a certain apathy and stagnation which I find inoffensive.

Once a person was asked to step into this brutal century, anything could happen

It will all end very badly, Gus

Having once been so high, humanity fell so low. What had once been dedicated to the soul was now dedicated to the sale.

Stop!' I cried imploringly to my god-like mind.