Washington is gripped by crab-in-the-bucket syndrome. And there's no CURE in sight. Put a single crab in an uncovered bucket, and it will find a WAY to climb up and out on its own. Put a dozen crabs in a bucket, and 11 will FIGHT with all their might to PULL down the striver who attempts escape.

You sort of have that MEDITATION, that happy place I GO to in my BRAIN. The happy place may be an island or something where I'm on the beach. Something like that where I can sort of at least try to ESCAPE and try to just RELEASE my mind into that place that I want to be in, into my relaxing place.

I PICKED it up just for relaxation. I can sit down and get into the game and escape that it's a big game TOMORROW, escape that we need a win, or WHATEVER. My WIFE knows, after a game I get home at 12:30, I'm playing CHESS till 3 o'clock in the morning.

I experienced bullying as early as the FIRST day of kindergarten and there were times where I wish COULD escape out of my body.

The object of life is not to be on the SIDE of the MAJORITY, but to escape finding ONESELF in the ranks of the insane.

The problems of REPORTING a bully - or, if you are a bully, of becoming LESS of one - BECOME MUCH more intractable, because your reputation surrounds you, and behavioral patterns are HARDER to escape.