There are times when I get it right, and times when I get it wrong. In last week's column I got it right when I talked about the real war being the class war. I got it right when I talked about the obese war budget and the amorality of the filthy rich. But I got it wrong when I talked about the moral numbness of the security guards who did not intervene while the girl was being beaten in the bus terminal.
A reader took me to task