I have drunk deeply of the hateraid and now nothing touches my hard, calloused soul. There are those who maintain I never had one to start with.
Sunday, March 23, 2003
I've only started reading this essay on the roots of European anti-Americanism, so I can't really comment yet. I also have a habit of losing bookmarks, so I'll stuff it in here until I get back to it.
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