When the public nerve is aroused, the most impressive capacity of man is his skill for lying.
Life proceeds, it enrages. The untouched ones spend their luck without a thought, believing they deserve it.
Most of them don't know what communism is, could not pick it out of a lineup. They only know what anticommunism is. The two are practically unrelated.
People ask without wanting to know.
Outside in the sun the Holy Mother stood on her pedestal in the garden, sorry but unsympathetic. The usual position of mothers.