My writing is a heart to heart talk with peers who have been dominated to announce their agency as disbelieving me by chauvinists who after all have long pleasured them.  The response is notoriously heartless but no one with anything that would resemble self-respect could imagine that a crime this deranged will bear favorable witness upon those who favored the attackers.  Various lenses are fitted to the hoodwinkers’ conjob.  

    What the Beatles have done is really, for all the devious streams, not very complicated.  They are a lackluster, chuckle of a Monty Python skit, the one about a popcorn machine with an advertisement tape that goes right on selling popcorn after the bomb in the theater goes off.  Media is a real crime production room run by a Godfather couterie.  Media attacked us.  If that were not true they would not go on denying something that was never even a secret.