The Way Things Are The Way Things Are

Criticism is easy because it makes 
the things that are happening seem
small enough to criticize. The largeness
of the presence of reality cannot congeal
to the point of zero or less. Each layer
has foibles but the trouble with evil
idols is that their troubles are painted
with a brush whose bite is even wider
than broad. Impressions hurt. Long
looks softly hook the looker, shaking
one apple from any rotten tree.