In the City, it’s not so much a matter of things “being as they are,” as it is of things being PARTIALLY “as they are.”
“Oh, I love it.”
“I hate it.”
“Oh I didn’t notice.”
Are these the true limits of choices, the best, the worst, the unnoticed?
One guy’s partner used to sometimes tell the other one, “Hey, remember this; if it wasn’t for me, there would BE no you.”
Those who complete this uprising are history’s most unusual rebellion: A successful revolution and a new government, but without the destruction of the old one.
A Real Revolutionist isn’t bound by ANY thing, (much less Himself.)