No matter how you care to define it, i do not identify with the local group. planet, species, race, nation, state, religion, party, union, club, association, neighborhood improvement committee; i have no interest in any of it. i love and treasure individuals as i meet them, i loathe and despise the groups they identify with and belong to.
It’s not enough to be able to lie with a straight face; anybody with enough gall to raise on a busted flush can do that. the first way to lie artistically is to tell the truth — but not all of it. the second way involves telling the truth, too, but is harder: tell the exact truth and maybe all of it…but tell it so unconvincingly that your listener is sure you are lying.
I don't know how you feel, but i'm pretty sick of church people. you know what they ought to do with churches? tax them. if holy people are so interested in politics, government, and public policy, let them pay the price of admission like everybody else. the catholic church alone could wipe out the national debt if all you did was tax their real estate.
Curse the blasted, jelly-boned swines, the slimy, the belly-wriggling invertebrates, the miserable soddingrotters, the flaming sods, the sniveling, dribbling, dithering, palsied, pulse-less lot that make up england today. They've got white of egg in their veins, and their spunk is that watery it's a marvel they can breed.