Why do you think I gave up on my journalism major 12 units from getting my degree when my crisis of conscience hit me? I couldn't live with myself. I'd break every mirror in my house, so I wouldn't have to meet my own eyes when I woke up in the morning. I could not picture myself becoming any part of the newspaper machine, as the newspaper business stands today. I knew enough to cut my losses, and I honestly don't regret it, whether that means baking bread and bagels for the rest of my life or not.
I used to think people like him were just nucking futz. Now I know they're hypocrites on top of that. It's like the right wing has become a fleet of clown cars, only it's failure coming out instead of clowns.
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