Seems as predictable a matter as the results from following exactly a recipe for apple pie (dough is dough.)

Greed.. especially when noted early-on in the sort of vicious brat who maims animals and steals other kids' lunch money; surely deepest among deep-personal-flaws: greed is the equivalent of Brer Rabbit's Tar Baby, the stickiest pheromone yet -- for all those other hateful Me-Me-Me idiocies of homo-saps:

Narcissism, sanctimony (as inevitably == intolerance), Puritanism-towards-others and, underlying all the rest: the massive hypocrisy as one's incessant Bolero beat . . . accompaniment in all activities (lately termed, Farmily Valuez.)

Just read a few issues of Human Events [a rag unChanged since my Gramma's eons-ago sweaty thumbing of each issue] - to plumb the spinoffs of simply, a basic lifetime greed obsession. In this compact compilation are the buzz words for making it-all seem to be about Freedom! Truth and the Murican Waay. The stuff of the Limbaughs and O'Reillys and other sub-species displaying early arrested-growth.

(Next, wash your hands!! and listen to some Bach to clear out the mind-cache toxin 'cookies' embedded!)



HTH

Ashton
;^> .. it's ALL a Play.


PS - what this bastard deserves next - is to be married to Leona Helmsley (dead or alive.)
Two black widows in a bottle: video at 11.

Hoping to hear the charming Ms. Alison Balsom's rendition some day, as she has demonstrated fluency on the tiny high trumpets of today. (The clarino - predecessor of modern piston-valve trumpets - used open holes like a flute; its intonation was fuzzy and 'twas/nay-is a Bastard to play.) Balsom's album of only-JS is out, with several 'clarino' scores, reminiscent of #2.

We are amidst a Golden age in the quality of instruments and new musical talent, even if it's the 12th Century and growing dimmer, elsewhere. (But for deepest detox: only Glenn Gould's The Goldberg Variations could cancel say? a forced half-hour {shudder} with any of the screaming major media psychopaths IMO.)