Carol says we speak with one voice. What she doesn't say is that voice belongs to HER. There's only one song to sing these days-- Carol's song--and if you aren't in harmony, you can stick a stone in your mouth and shut the hell up.
To summarize the summary of the summary: people are a problem.
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Douglas Adams
It only takes 20 years for a liberal to become a conservative without changing a single idea.
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Robert Anton Wilson
If your desire is for good, the people will be good.
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Confucius
And yet we have what purports, or professes, or is claimed, to be a contract–the Constitution–made eighty years ago, by men who are now all dead, and who never had any power to bind us, but which (it is claimed) has nevertheless bound three generations...
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Lysander Spooner
UNDIVIDEDI am for One world undivided. One world without fear and corruption. One world ruled by Truth and Justice. I am for One peaceful world for all, Where hate has been overcome by love, And everyone is guided only By their conscience.
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Suzy Kassem
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