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I recall a man who had worked under me, all he ever wanted in life was a piece of well done toast in the morning— but it was never well done quite to his taste. I can only say that I could not make his taste my own. For I have found the constant, everlasting diet of man's life to be, not well-cooked food, but

What is this "extended universe trend" you speak of? I know this much: I have wished there is an extended universe for all you proud, self-centered orphans to attend Mass on Sunday rather than to regale us with your highly disposable, middling pop cultural spoils of the week, as your yearning God-less, wayward and

For better or for worse— mostly for worse— feminism has always been anti-Magic. Magic's admiration for the thrift and labor in ingenuity which made man prosperous is replaced by the prestige of prosperity itself for the feminist. It was the American sociologist Thorstein Veblen who exposed the cunning measures that

When you accept the ways of Lucifer, gawd-dammit, you are accepting Satan— why are we drawing distinctions? You see, once, while visiting Egypt, I met an attractive woman who, after going to college in America, married a man chosen by her parents. Now a fat and balding businessman, he was sitting on the other side of

One of the most important lessons from film school for an America-born American is to not worry about research? …Of course for the America-born American, there is no talk about the re-search for its soul. I doubt Christ was ever an America-born American. Christ was sort of a Russian man, and Russian men did not as a

Perhaps people had never gotten over the shock that a serpent can eat another serpent whole, no matter what lineage the one or the other is from, or rather, no matter that both are from the same lineage. It is some slight neglect among the present humanity, in this sensational and tolerance-loving world, toward a

Having mercy should not play a part in this. Unseemly pleasures are often perpetuated through habit. The enjoyment of some sweetened ready-made concoction like a lollipop, for instance, is heavily dependent on the art of resignation and repetition. It is not merely for the psychological reason of presenting a

Yet in this world, I had never stopped learning that scum is always yearning for validation and acceptance from scum— so, I reckon, they can build more scum, never to learn that the scum they are seeking acceptance from is, indeed, scum. And in the tradition of scum-building, it involves a yearning for something in

The only times we are confident, beginning and end. Dear God, let us hope so in this world. But all of that is of secondary importance right now— what in living Hell is "medical science" anyway? For an obsession is defined crudely enough, by the fact that one doesn't understand it. Even as it besets, its determinants

I wouldn't say I necessarily concur as I would apologize. For whenever I hear that a female doesn't eat meat but she only likes the bone, I take it to mean that she likes the off-meat around the bone; that is, the chewy cartilage around the bone (the binding element between structure and frame). Of course she may be

Thus every transgression has its imprint. Are you not aware of the omniscience of God, or do you not feel or do not choose to feel the omniscience of Him? Of course I am not saying the consumption of a soda beverage is any less transgressive than the consumption of a mild alcoholic beverage, what I am saying is that

Quite. Even from the carrying-ons for those annual calendar days of birth, no one cares to be surprised, nor to be surprising himself— as no one wants to be surprised on their death bed with a note of eviction from it (or for those worldlies who don't much care for the afterlife, you can put it thence: everybody is

No, what it will necessitate is the woman to spare the man the necessity of constraining himself. This would cost her only the trouble of making an effort to be mistress over herself and to be wife of womanhood. In other words, the woman will have to try to rein in that inconstancy of nature that leads her to neglect

"…was all the Atticus Finch we could ever want or need."

Real damnation never gets buried— nor with the Luciferian pastimes of supercilious civility and collecting "importance," which the compiling of laundry lists and the rather dubious ploy of prioritizing (airing) merit through the American English alphabetical order seem to promote. To promote I know not what for,

Are you here to deliver disease or independence from disease? Never, you, mind. It is all the same for the America-born American. The problem remains: what are we to do after accepting what we are? There is usually— up to a point— a genuine, if precarious, self-preservation. As long as no else need be hurt by disease,

If we are laboring to be funny in song and dance or laboring to derive comedic leisure from song and dance, then what has happened to us is not only the first massive shake to our consciousness since adolescence but probably the strongest we receive after becoming adults— aside from individual calamities— until we

"get ready for suckage"

Naturally.

Yet there are a number, quite many, who would proudly contribute a plowditch to the sums of trump-up feminism, not in the least aware that they have never left the shallow hole that they were dug out of when they were conceived. It was Blake who said that The tigers of wrath are greater than the horses of instruction.