Barry and Me

I never swooned over Frank Sinatra. When Beatlemania hit the United States, I wasn’t one of the Fab Four’s screaming fans. In fact, I have written only one fan letter in my entire life, and that was five years ago, to Barry Goldwater.
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Inconsistencies

Most of us profess to admire people of principle, but that admiration is often distressingly abstract. In real life, people who stand on principle are likely to find that they have stepped into the line of everyone’s fire.
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