Laughing-Stock

No matter what behavior you might change, you should never claim to be, or admit to be, a “reformed” this-or-that.  This is for quite sound economic reasons inasmuch as a person “reformed” can never completely relax, or totally chill out, but is always expending energy hopping from one foot to the other.

 

 

Everyone should give their life a name, like you would your dog or cat.  Not give a name to Life itself, but to your own little personal one, so that when you so wish, you may speak to it by name.

 

 

Everybody’s the laughing-stock of somebody, it’s just that everybody’s somebody, and nobody knows it.

 

 

No one can truly, properly appraise themselves, nor should they even try, except of course for men and women who live in the Cities, and who eat, talk and breathe.  (Leave it to the Revolutionists to do other-dother-wise.)

 

 

Life in the City would be described as a kind of “oenophilists” lament:

“Rothchild in, urine out.”

 

J.