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Anti-semitism Is A Horrible Disease From Which Nobody Is Immune, And It Has A Kind Of Evil Fascination That Makes An Enlightened Person Draw Near The Source Of Infection, Supposedly In A Scientific Spirit, But Really To Sniff The Vapors And Dally With The Possibility.

The Things Of This World Reveal Their Essential Absurdity When They Are Put In The Venetian Context. In The Unreal Realm Of The Canals, As In A Swiftian Lilliput, The Real World, With Its Contrivances, Appears As A Vast Folly.

The Dictator Is Also The Scapegoat; In Assuming Absolute Authority, He Assumes Absolute Guilt; And The Oppressed Masses, Groaning Under The Yoke, Know Themselves To Be Innocent As Lambs, While They Pray Hypocritically For Deliverance.

Our Language, Once Homely And Colloquial, Seeks To Aggrandize Our Meanest Activities With Polysyllabic Terms Or It Retreats From Frankness Into A Stammering Verbosity.

To Be Disesteemed By People You Don't Have Much Respect For Is Not The Worst Fate.