The greatest rebel is the man who wouldn't change the society for anything in the world. The End of the Road. Their history was mostly a collection of lies told to their school children for the apparent purpose of indoctrinating them with some transcendent virtue or special destiny of their particular tribe, nation, religion, or race. Maybe she just isn't talking. Perhaps one should be suspect of all women, human as well as divine, for . . . .
Man is a creature of ambiguity.
His salvation and his sanity depend on his ability to harmonize the deep conflicts in his thought, his emotions, his personal mythology. Hey, that's just fine. The layers of acquired knowledge peel away from the mind like a cosmetic and reveal, in patches,, the naked flesh beneath, the authentic being hidden there. I'm adescendent of a long line of social activist and social critics . . . And my job is to my piece of it . . . .