Sometimes the only answer is "evil". It doesn't quench, but it provides clarity and focus.
It doesn't though, not for me. I ask why and how is it so preferable to some to choose evil -- don't they even have a glimmer that's what they've chosen? -- when so many things horrify me daily. I'm nothing, nobody, special, and they ... so the same but not -- I can't get there from here.
I'm not making a lot of sense, I suspect. It's difficult to articulate.
And I'm .... well, Lawrence Auster passed away yesterday.