We destroy the beauty of the countryside because the un-appropriated splendors of nature have no economic value. We are capable of shutting off the sun and the stars because they do not pay a dividend. — John Maynard Keynes
2003/01/19
Postscript
"¿No tenés abuela, vos?" asks the Accomplice after reading the essay below. She's right. I can't say the novel is "very good" -- I should let "grandma" (or somebody else) say it for me. I hope it is, and I think it may be. But how can I foretell the reaction of readers new to the story, unfamiliar with all the unspoken thoughts that went into it? That's why the public reading of the first chapters next Saturday will be so important.
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