I don't mind you thinking I'm stupid, but don't talk to me like I'm stupid - Harlan Ellison

Like a wind crying endlessly through the universe, Time carries away the names and the deeds of conquerors and commoners alike. And all that we were, all that remains, is in the memories of those who cared we came this way for a brief moment.

Too many of our insanities are tolerated because they are harmless on an individual level — but multiply them by a millionfold and you have a nation that is culturally sick. These things stem from each individual’s conception of himself — which he arbitrarily assumes to be the nature of the world as well. These conceptions are haphazardly picked up during youth — along with all of the other opinions, neuroses, hangups and etceteras common to the human animal.

Ellison’s Theorem: the further right your position, the less telling your satire. A corollary of which is that you can’t lampoon anywhere near where you stand, because you’d annihilate your own troops.