Saturday, October 20, 2001

THE ANGER is setting in at a rather odd time. I find myself obsessed with physical violence. I'm not a big man or a strong man or a particularly well-conditioned man, my faith in the triumph of good over evil isn't all that solid, and I have no intention of joining the military, but I find myself eager to slug it out with the evildoers and eerily secure in the knowledge that, if my dream came true and I had some one-on-one time with Osama bin Laden or Fuckwan Al-Fucky or anyone else in Al Qaeda, I would beat the living shit out of him. Maybe even decapitate him with my teeth.

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