America has entered one of its periods of historic madness, but this is the worst I can remember.

It's death, that's what I'm suffering from. The systematic encroachment of the big D.

Home's where you go when you run out of homes.

Our power knows no limits, yet we cannot find food for a starving child, or a home for a refugee. Our knowledge is without measure and we build the weapons that will destroy us. We live on the edge of ourselves, terrified of the darkness within. We have harmed, corrupted and ruined, we have made mistakes and deceived.

In every war zone that I've been in, there has been a reality and then there has been the public perception of why the war was being fought. In every crisis, the issues have been far more complex than the public has been allowed to know.

I used to think it was clever to confuse comedy with tragedy. Now I wish I could distinguish them.

For decades to come the spy world will continue to be the collective couch where the subconscious of each nation is confessed.