If you turn toward the wind, the sail becomes undertrimmed, and the inside, or windward, telltale starts to rise and flutter as the flow is disturbed.

It also, however, contains the potential for negative capability that might help transform genocide into something generative.

Tastes like fruit when you hit it; got to have bread to get it.

Rollie says... we should cut out our ‘alley-oop’. He says: ‘It's vulgar, that alley-oop. Every small-time acrobat says “alley-oop”.’