He saw that he'd trapped himself. He'd set up house less with a woman than with a wishful concept of himself as a man who could live happily ever after with a woman. And now he was bored with the concept.
[...] Although, to a man, the new revolutionaries all claimed to worship risk-taking--a relative term in any case, since the risk in question was of losing some venture capitalist's money, at worst of wasting a few parentally funded years, rather than, say, the risk of being shot or hanged--[...]
Before he'd quit doing interviews, the previous fall, he'd taken to dropping the word totalitarian. Younger interviewers, to whom the word meant total surveillance, total mind control, gray armies in parade with medium-range missiles, had understood him to be saying something unfair about the Int…
[...] The privileges available in the Republic had been paltry, a telephone, a flat with some air and light, the all-important permission to travel, but perhaps no paltrier than having x number of followers on Twitter, a much-liked Facebook profile, and the occasional four-minute spot on CNBC. Th…
In his experience, few things were more alike than one revolution to another. Then agan, he'd experienced only the kind that loudly called itself a revolution. The mark of a legitimate revolution--the scientific, for example--was that it didn't brag about its revolutionariness but simply occurred. …
