I do wish they’d finally see this clearly, say it, and be done with it: Everyone’s a child of the times.
The problem of “free will” concerns no one until the question of profit arises.
Trying to
say good-bye
isn’t worth the effort.
After a particularly tricky interlude, one partner said to the other, “You’ll be the death of me.” And the partner replied, “I hope you mean that figuratively,” and the partner replied, “YOU hope.”
One City-ite said that the idea of, “Garbage in, garbage out,” was surely one of life’s most discouraging, but thankfully, at least it didn’t apply to Man.
J.