2 Mar 2003
About all I managed today was to cancel my appointment with Balthazar (who readily understood) and to read a little. I’ve found this wonderful new columnist in the local paper who writes with the wit and ease of a Master Wordsmith and whose words appear so well arranged that I begrudge her the fact that there are so few of them. Again though, I hear mother’s words resonate inside my cranium. Her piece today was on the sanctity of human respect for one another and the frequent lack of it. Being as I am, amongst other things, an international arms dealer, people are often surprised to learn that I am a strong believer in such an egalitarian principle but I most certainly am. I have no desire to see members of my fellow species suffer needlessly and through the unthinking actions of others. That is why I only stock the most effective weapons. For example, my explosives are guaranteed to kill cleanly, leaving noone maimed and with a long walk home with only one foot. I am, to the arms dealing world, the Harrods of Hurt, the Da Vinci of Death etc. etc. I do what I can.