Greater Economic Power Will Be

Credo Quia Absurdum – I Believe Because It Is Absurd.

Sundown. The Distressed Sloop, Its Mainmast Shattered By Lightning, Its Sails Ripped By The Winds Of The Open Sea, Drifted Into The Small, Quiet Beach Of A Private Island In The Lesser Antilles

A Theater Person Should Know What Holds An Audience And What Does Not.

Men And Women Walked Casually About As They Did On The Main Floor, Every Now And Then Stopping One Another, Exchanging Pleasantries Or Scraps Of Relevantly Irrelevant Information. Gossip.

Perhaps Conscience Did Not Always Produce Cowards. Sometimes It Made A Man Feel Better About Himself.