Sometimes I wonder whose minds we have to change, who we have to talk to in order to convince them of anything.

You know, I have a friend here who sings on and on, encomiums about how much he loves nature. And even while he does so, he also goes to great lengths talking about how much he does to destroy it. And he doesn’t see the difference. Not one bit.

Meanwhile, most of what he does is going to kill his own grandchildren. And he doesn't even think about it. But he loves his Sundays and his flowers and his pretty green lawn. Bless him.