Here come the old bullies from childhood, limping, unsteady. Me? I look younger than my years. What’s my secret? I don’t hate anybody. It’s the ointment of Jesus. You can’t buy it. I have extensive disdain for Henry Kissinger, Augusto Pinochet, Donald “war isn’t tidy” Rumsfeld. But I won’t waste a second hating them. I’ve got too much smoothing going on.
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Planet of the Blind 