Good Jobbb, Jr.

The important thing in politics is not private thinking but, as Brecht once put it, 'the art of thinking inside other people’s heads'

and I thought / That even the very most of what we know / Both of ourselves and of the universe, / The whole of what is written to our view, / Is but a label on a blind man's chest.

Now and then one hears of something "reassuring" such as the invention of a sensitive listening device that registers the whir of propellers at great distances. And a few months later a soundless airplane is invented.

One hears *shit* from every corner of the universe.

Certainly the language of the senses is full of contradictions and my fellows who have five doors to their house are not more surely at home in themselves than I.

At the end of the evening, not hearing the Voice, the listener would sometimes leave the needle on a jammed wavelength or one that simply produced static, and would announce that the voice of the combatants was here.

Elation is a feeling that animates beings deprived of sight.

It is not so wretched to be blind as it is not to be capable of enduring blindness.