As a poor student, I found a $1 bill laying on the sidewalk outside the Psych building on Campus one day. No-one around. I stopped and looked at that bill. Looked all around to see if someone was observing me. Thought for a moment and then picked up that $1. I’m not sure about the happiness, but that $1 bought a lot of uncertainty and anxiety for a moment.
“Has anybody read that Nazis are gonna march in New Jersey? Y’know, I read this in the newspaper. We should go down there, get some guys together, y’know, get some bricks and baseball bats and really explain things to them.” ‘Manhattan’, Woody Allen 1979
‘And, for an instant, she stared directly into those soft blue eyes and knew, with an instinctive mammalian certainty, that the exceedingly rich were no longer even remotely human.’ William Gibson
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