Month: May 2001
Home field advantage goes to the convicted murderers and armed robbers
“I let him come to me instead of coming to him. I laid low.”
My bombing was morally equivalent to the US government bombing Serbia or Iraq
“I chose to bomb a federal building because such an action served more purposes than other options. Foremost the bombing was a retaliatory strike; a counter attack for the cumulative raids (and subsequent violence and damage) that federal agents had participated in over the preceding years (including, but not limited to, Waco). From the formation…
Black families like ours were somehow different and more blessed
“One warm summer evening I was standing at Grandma
Time for modernization, where morality, not doctrine, is taught
“When they hear that, the intellectuals break out in a little smug smile. It’s almost impossible to imagine a prime minister saying ‘God bless Britain’ or ‘God bless Sweden.’”
Real radio exists, and it’s in Alberta, Canada
“Philosophically, I think people are tired of being steamrollered by pop culture. There’s a significant number of people who are tired of Disneyfication, who are tired of the white-bread mentality and want some sort of substance.”
The United States now has a partner in the Indian Ocean
“They feel the United States is the ticket to the new world order, and so for once we might as well get ahead of the pack and cut a deal since everyone else is going to bend at the knee eventually.”
New York was so right for me; I could watch the mixing of cultures, ideas, races
“Once, I picked up this couple in the cab, at about four or five in the morning. And they were kissing and what not… and then, suddenly, they started fighting. And then, at a red light, the man just got out of the cab. Slammed the door and was gone. Then the woman started crying…
He added that the money was nothing; he could use it all up in just one hour
“To be honest, I am daunted by and afraid of my wife. I can’t prod her into telling me everything. When she told me we had this much, I went by her word. She kept all the documents. I don’t know what to do to make her tell me more. All she cares about are…
You are a wood post with two ears. Get out
“If I were you, I would not continue to live. You are hopeless.” “
I slowly, now, prick up my ears at the sound of the culture going pop! pop! pop!
“It never occurred to me then that one day I would not know