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There Are A Great Many Sins In This World, None Of Them Original.

To Weigh And Evaluate A Vast Grid Of Information, Much Of It Meaningless, And To Arrive At Sensible, If Erroneous, Conclusions, Is A Skill Not To Be Sneezed At.

I Looked Back At Some Of My Earlier Published Stories With Genuine Horror And Remorse. I Got Thinking, How Many Extant Copies Might There Be, Who Owns Them, And Do They Keep Their Doors Locked?

The Other Possibility Was That There Was No Right Thing To Say, That The Choice Wasn't Between Right And Wrong But Between Wrong, More Wrong, And As Wrong As You Can Get.

I Think That If People Are Instructed About Anything, It Should Be About The Nature Of Cruelty. And About Why People Behave So Cruelly To Each Other. And What Kind Of Satisfactions They Derive From It. And Why There Is Always A Cost, And A Price To Be Paid.