When Other People Are Grieving, The Newspaperman

Normally Seven Minutes Of Another Person's Company Was Enough To Give Her A Headache So She Set Things Up To Live As A Recluse. She Was Perfectly Content As Long As People Left Her In Peace. Unfortunately Society Was Not Very Smart Or Understanding.

I Am Not Altogether Confident Of My Ability To Put My Thoughts Into Words: My Texts Are Usually Better After An Editor Has Hacked Away At Them, And I Am Used To Both Editing And Being Edited. Which Is To Say That I Am Not Oversensitive In Such Matters.

Dear Government... I'm Going To Have A Serious Talk With You If I Ever Find Anyone To Talk To.

A Journalist Finds Out Things By Asking Questions Of People Who Know.

I Believe That Everyone Has It In Them To Kill Another Person. In Desperation, Or Hatred, Or At Least To Defend Themselves.