Humor is the ovum of dissent,
Humans live in a pit of cheating, exploiting, hurting, incarcerating. Every time, the species wastes some part of what it could be. This waste is poisonous.
Hesitations’re yeses or nos if the questioner already knows the answer.
Glass half empty, glass half full, glass too small?
Funny, thinks Milton. Power, time, gravity, love. The forces that really kick ass are all invisible.
Freedom!- is the fatuous jingle of our civilization, but only those deprived of it have the barest inkling re: what the stuff actually is.
For White man, life is to own, or to try to own more, or to die trying to own more.
Embrace your enemy, the elders urged, to prevent him striking you. (Embrace your enemy, Henry quipped, to feel his dagger tickle your kidneys.)
Don't bemoan your misspent life quite yet. Forgive me for flaunting my experience, but you have no conception of what a misspent life constitutes.
Do we use the L-word because we mean it, or because we want to kid ourselves into thinking we’re still in that blissful state?
Commuters sway like sides of beef and slump like corpses: red-eyed office slaves plugged into Discmans; their podgier selves in their forties buried in the Evening Standard; and nearly retired version...
But the idea that you can no longer trust your mind, that’s just about the most frightening thing there is. When you mess around with proportion or symmetry, or when doubt is injected into your percep...
Attaining immortality is easier than controlling its terms and conditions.
As Boris Johnson has pointed out, it’s now an offence to swear at a police officer. So should you incur a public-spirited 50,000-volt warning shot – perhaps for brandishing your pension book in an agg...
Are we mutants? Have we evolved this way? Or are we designed? Designed by whom? Why did the designer go to such elaborate lengths, only to vacate the stage and leave us wondering why we exist? For ent...
All minds pulse in a unique way, just as every lighthouse in the world has a unique signature. Some minds pulse consistently, some erratically. Some are lukewarm, some are hot. Some flare out, some ar...
A true suicide is a paced, disciplined certainty. People pontificate, 'Suicide is Selfishness.' Career churchmen go a step further and call it a cowardly assault on the living...Cowardice has nothing...
A Scot can turn a perfectly decent name into a head-butt.
Tho' law an' Civ'lize ain't always the same, nay, see Kona got Kona law but they ain't got one flea o' Civ'lize.
One's environment is a key to one's identity, but that environment, Papa Song's, was a key I had lost.