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I Regret That I Didn’t Realize That Actually They’ve Got No Power Over You At School — It’s All Just A Trick To Indoctrinate You Into Being A Conditioned, Tame, Placid Citizen. Rebel, Children, I Urge You, Fight The Turgid Slick Of Conformity With Which They Seek To Smother Your Glory.

Marketing Is All Pervasive. They're Getting Marketed Products They Can't Afford - Can't Ever Hope To Acquire. They Believe The Only Way They're Ever Going To Achieve Happiness Is The Acquisition Of These Products. Products They Can't Afford. They See People Living That Lifestyle, And They Have That Lifestyle Beamed Incessantly Into Their Minds Through Media, Which You Know I Participate In.

I'm A Vegetarian. I Believe That We're All Equal. I Ain't Got No Right To Kill. Say A Fly Comes In My House, I Tolerate That Little A**hole.

My Mate Karl Once Told Me He’d Been Looking After This Five-year-old Boy Who – Not Knowing Enough To Have An Ironic Inflection To His Words – Said, ‘i Want Something.’ He Didn’t Know What It Was. Not ‘i Want Sweets’, Or ‘a Can Of Coke’, Or ‘to Watch The Tweenies’, Or Whatever It Is They’re Into Now (i Like Bagpuss), But ‘i Want Something.’ All Of Us, I Think, Have That Feeling. And What Heroin Does When You First Start Taking It Is Tell You What That Something Is.

When You're Married, It's One Person. That's One More Than A Monk. It's Not That Different.