The Truth Is The One Thing That

At Present There Is Not A Single Credible Established Religion In The World.

But A Mother Is Like A Broomstick Or Like The Sun In The Heavens, It Does Not Matter Which As Far As One's Knowledge Of Her Is Concerned: The Broomstick Is There And The Sun Is There; And Whether The Child Is Beaten By It Or Warmed And Enlightened By It, It Accepts It As A Fact In Nature, And Does Not Conceive It As Having Had Youth, Passions, And Weaknesses, Or As Still Growing, Yearning, Suffering, And Learning.

The Thief Who Is In Prison Is Not Necessarily More Dishonest Than His Fellows At Large, But Mostly One Who, Through Ignorance Or Stupidity [or Racism Or Poverty! - Draffan] Steals In A Way That Is Not Customary. He Snatches A Loaf From The Baker's Counter And Is Promptly Run Into Gaol. Another Man Snatches Bread From The Table Of Hundreds Of Widows And Orphans And Similar Credulous Souls Who Do Not Know The Ways Of Company Promoters; And, As Likely As Not, He Is Run Into Parliament.

The Reasonable Man Will Adjust To The Demands Of His Environment. The Unreasonable Man Expects His Environment To Adjust To His Own Needs. Therefore, All Progress Depends Upon The Unreasonable Man.

Style Is Effectiveness Of Assertion.