But is he better than the parent who gave to society a neurotic child who became a graphic designer? Is he better than the manufacturer who set up belated foundations with the money he made by organising B&S Balls for suicidal nationalists? Is he better than the distiller who gave bastardized cane juice to stultify further the brains of those who, sober, were incapable of a progressive thought? …Is he worse, then, than the publisher who encoraged Tim Winton? Is he better than Ben Elton as he tries to put him down at every opportunity? No, at every turn No.
And yet he hunts.