Comedy, We May Say, Is Society Protecting

A Synopsis Is A Cold Thing. You Do It With The Front Of Your Mind. If You're Going To Stay With It, You Never Get Quite The Same Magic As When You're Going All Out.

The World We Know At Present Is In No Fit State To Take Over The Dreariest Little Meteor ... If We Have The Courage And Patience, The Energy And Skill, To Take Us Voyaging To Other Planets, Then Let Us Use Some Of These To Tidy Up And Civilize This Earth. One World At A Time, Please.

Nearly Everything Possible Had Been Done To Spoil The Game: The Heavy Financial Interest; The Absurd Transfer And Player-selling System; The Lack Of Any Birth Or Residential Qualifications; The Absurd Publicity Given To Every Feature Of It By The Press; The Monstrous Partisanships Of The Crowds.

We Cannot Get Grace From Gadgets. In The Bakelite House Of The Future, The Dishes May Not Break, But The Heart Can. Even A Man With Ten Shower Baths May Find Life Flat, Stale And Unprofitable.

I Have Always Been A Grumbler. I Am Designed For The Part - Sagging Face, Weighty Underlip, Rumbling, Resonant Voice. Money Couldn't Buy A Better Grumbling Outfit.