Let’s hear what you think of me now, but baby, don’t look up…the sky is falling.
And it’s high time, too.
Let’s hear what you think of me now, but baby, don’t look up…the sky is falling.
And it’s high time, too.
Fear doesn't travel well; just as it can warp judgment, its absence can diminish memory's truth. What terrifies one generation is likely to bring only a puzzled smile to the next. --Arthur Miller, "Why I Wrote 'The Crucible'", The New Yorker, October 21, 1996
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Suck it, haters. Feminism rocks!
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