I Feel Even Less Patience With Transsexuals.

Sex, On The Whole, Was Meant To Be Short, Nasty And Brutish. If What You Want Is Cuddling, You Should Buy A Puppy.

Writing Is More Than Anything A Compulsion, Like Some People Wash Their Hands Thirty Times A Day For Fear Of Awful Consequences If They Do Not. It Pays A Whole Lot Better Than This Type Of Compulsion, But It Is No More Heroic.

When Did Women Whose Looks Are Not Their Living Start Conducting Themselves Like The Simpering Inmates Of An Ottoman Empire Seraglio?

Is The Raggle-taggle Brangelina Tribe Any More Bogus Than That Of The Landlocked Yummy Mummy Who Believes That She Can Drop Half A Dozen Brats And Still Keep A Modest Carbon Footprint? I Don't Think So.

These Women Whose Antics We Smirk At Good-naturedly In The Pap-traps Put Themselves Out There At Least Partly On Their Beauty; They Are In Showbiz, And Showing What They've Got Is Part Of Their Business As Much As It Is For Male Show-ponies From The Chippendales To George Clooney.