I Forged Myself Out Of

More Than 30 Years Ago, In Washington, D.c., I Secured A Copy Of A Single By A Los Angeles Band Called The Bags. The Two-song 7-inch, Released On Dangerhouse, Had A Girl On The Cover Who Looked Right At You With Huge Eyes. The Songs, 'survive' And 'babylonian Gorgon,' Were Great And Made Many Of My Mix Tapes.

To Hate Is To Show You Still Care, Who Needs That, Focus On What's Really Important.

To This Day, My Haircut Is The Number Two Clippers, Which I Apply To Myself Every Month.

The Only Thing About Sanctions Is That, Like A Lot Of Drone Strikes, There Are Countless Unintended Victims. Cutting Off Aid To Uganda Only Increases The Pain There.

Now You See How You Are, The Wisdom Mixed In With All The Scars.