Bella's whorehouse, Wells, Nevada

Perhaps Heisenberg was wrong: it's not if you look at it it will change, it's if you don't look at it it will change.

"Air, the air, is there anything to be squeezed from that old chestnut?" writes Samuel Beckett in The Unnameable.

I'm pretty sure by now that if I was given another life to live I'd simply re-create the life I've already lived.

Since when did our national leaders began using the word God so often? As in God bless America or God bless our troops. Why do we whore out God like this, instead of respecting God with awe and silence?

Where did a person like Hillary Rodham Clinton come from? Much less the idea that we are an "indispensable nation," as first stated by Madeline Albright and as echoed by Hillary Clinton. Furthermore, how can such a thoroughly deplorable person like HRC, with virtually no ideas she can actually call her own, become a grandmother and surreptitiously run for President of the United States at the same time? Only in America, a country blessed by a superhuman tolerance for God and for politicians who pretend to be human beings.

(By the way, if you don't think the front page piece Sunday on Vladamir Putin was sold to the New York Times by the Obama administration, then you've forgotten Judith Miller.)

That I understand nothing about the time I'm living in or the things I'm seeing, in newspaper and on tv, if by nothing is meant an awareness that the possibility of God coexists with the possibility of God's non-existence, is becoming all too clear.