now i'm just as liberal as the next guy--
--but i gotta say i think there's something to this cold climate business. i mean, you go to the beach- what do you do? drink a few beers, wait for a fish to flop up on the sand. can't build no civilization that way. you got a hard winter coming, though, you got to plan ahead, and that gives your cerebral cortex a workout.
you joke about it, sam, but we are in a state of crisis. the lines of demarcation has gotten fuzzy--to run a sucessfull civilization you got to have lines of demarcation between right and wrong, between this one and that one--your daddy understood that. he was like the whatchacallit-- the referee for this damn menudo we got down here. he understood how most people don't want their sugar and salt in the same jar.
take that pair over in the corner--
place like this, twenty years ago, buddy woulda been, on them two--
--warning. not 'cause he had it in for the colored
--but just as a kind of safety tip.
old sam stood for somethin', you know? the day that man died they broke the goddamn mold.