Ah, Sweet Mystery of Life…
- Resi begs Campbell to give her a reason to live. Any reason. If not for love, then for what?
- Shoes?
- That chair?
- Travel?
- Belly button lint?
- TELL ME.
- Campbell says nothing, and then they all get raided.
- The head of the raid is a red-blooded American with red-blooded snark.
- This American jibes Jones, whose mind, Campbell describes, is like a gear-clock with certain teeth filed off. Translation: Jones cherry-picks what to believe and ignores facts that don't fit into his fantasy.
- Exhibit A: In addition to Jews, Jones hates blacks and Catholics. His two companions are a black man and a Catholic would-be priest.
- How? Selective memory?
- Campbell takes a moment to pat himself on the back: he's never lied to himself. He's been a butt, but he's always owned up to it.