But if itโs true that the only true life I had was the life of my brain, what sense does it make to hand that brain to somebody for eight hours a day for their particular use on the presumption that, at the end of the day, they will give it back in an unmutilated condition? Fat chance!
Utah PhillipsThe Earth is not dying-it is being killed. And the people who are killing it have names and addresses.
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