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Cats Gotta Scratch. Dogs Gotta Bite. I Gotta Write.

I Think The Great Unspoken Theme In Noir Fiction Is Male Self-pity. It Pervades Noir Movies.

I'd Never Been Interested In The Kennedy Assassination Until '88, When I Read Libra. And From That Point, I Went Out And Bought The Existing Kennedy Theory Books, Most Of Which Are Outlandish. But What Delillo Posits - Some Rogue Cia Guys - Is The Most Dramatically Sound, Plausible Explanation For It.

In The Time Just Before The Bombing Of Pearl Harbor, When Perfidia Opens, We Were Pre-psychologized. There Were No Concepts Of Identity, No Politics Of Victimization. Reparation Wasn't In The Language. Nobody Thought About Giving The Great Grandchildren Of Black Slaves So Much As $1.98. And All Of A Sudden The Bombs Hit, Interventionism Versus Isolationism Became A Dead Issue, And It Was Us-versus-them In A Heartbeat.

I Am The Most Well-adjusted Human Being I Know. I Started Out This Investigation As A Very Happy Man With A Great Career. I've Got The Life People Dream About: I Am Rich, I Am Famous, I've Got A Fabulous Marriage To An Absolutely, Spell-bindingly Brilliant Woman.