When A Good Friend Gives You His

When You Think About It, The End Of The World Is A Little Bit Like Death: We All Know It's Going To Come Eventually, And As We Get Older, We Feel We See The Signs More And More Distinctly.

This Is Not To Say There Are Not Chicagoans. But I Would Suggest That They Are A Nomadic People, Whose Lost Home Exists Only In Their Minds, And In The Glowing Crystal Memory Cells They All Carry In The Palms Of Their Hands: A Great Idea Of A Second City, Lit With Life And Love, Reasonable Drink Prices At Cool Bars, And, Of Course, Blocks And Blocks Of Bright And Devastating Fire.

A Lot Of My Time Is Spent Reading Antique Or Out-of-print Books Of Reference.

We Estimate That There Are Perhaps 20,000 Prehistoric Hunter-gatherers Frozen Up In Those Glaciers. Now, If They Simply Thaw And Wander Around, It's Not A Problem, But If They Find A Leader - A Captain Caveman, If You Will - We'll Be Facing An Even More Serious Problem.

It Was Inevitable That In The Proliferation Of Media And Media Channels And The Natural Debasing Of Authority That Comes When You Make An Expert Of Someone Who Knows A Few Things And Can Be On Television And You Put The Word "expert" Underneath Them, That Is To Say Me, Then Eventually The Very Concept Of Expertise Itself Would Become Meaningless.