As a kid I believed in democracy: I 'saw no alternative'—teaching at The Big Place I ah put it in practice: we'd time for one long novel: to a vote— Gone with the Wind they voted: I crunched 'No' and we sat down with War & Peace. As a man I believed in democracy (nobody ever learns anything): only one lazy day my assistant, called James Dow, & I were chatting, in a failure of meeting of minds, and I said curious 'What are your real politics?' 'Oh, I'm a monarchist.' Finishing his dissertation, in Political Science. I resign. The universal contempt for Mr Nixon, whom never I liked but who alert & gutsy served us years under a dope, since dynasty K swarmed in. Let's have a King maybe, before a few mindless votes.
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