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Slum Kids Die Slowly, Their Lives Eroded At So Languid A Pace That Even They Would Have Trouble Tracing The Disintegration. To The Children Of War Death Explodes Like A Car Bomb.

My Guess [is] . . . That The Great Majority Of Americans Are Saying They Favor Gun Control When They Really Mean Gun Banishment. . . . I Think The Country Has Long Been Ready To Restrict The Use Of Guns, Except For Hunting Rifles And Shotguns, And Now I Think We're Prepared To Get Rid Of The Damned Things Entirely - The Handguns, The Semis And The Automatics.

Uncle Scrooge Preferred To Let The Poor Die "and Decrease The Surplus Population." Scrooge May Not Have Had God On His Side, But His Arithmetic Was Impeccable.

Only By Moving In The Direction You Least Trust Can You Be Saved

If The Sad Truth Be Known, Writers, Being The Misfits We Are, Probably Ought Not To Belong To Families In The First Place. We Simply Are Too Self-interested, Though We May Excuse The Flaw By Calling It 'focused.'