I had the classic 40 meltdown. I did. It's embarrassing. It was pretty funny. But then I recovered. To me it was like a second adolescence. Hormonally my body was changing my mind was changing and so my relationship to myself and the world around me came to this assault of finiteness.

In a society in which equality is a fact not merely a word words of racial or sexual assault and humiliation will be nonsense syllables.

The modern assault on the environment began about 50 years ago during and immediately after World War II.

Out with stereotypes feminism proclaims. But stereotypes are the west's stunning sexual personae the vehicles of art's assault against nature. The moment there is imagination there is myth.