Posts Written ByDavid Todd McCarty

Jane wanted chickens.  Live ones. “Four of them,” she told me matter-of-factly.  She thought about it some more then said, “No six.  Yes, six.  And red.” “Six red chickens,” I repeated, not looking up.  We were having lunch outside, as it was an unseasonably warm day.  I was trying to…

I’ve always thought of my life as a sequence of conflicts, each a separate battle, segregated in my mind under the heading, 'My fight with these guys' or 'My fight with those guys.' In thinking back now I realize I have regarded each fight as distinct and unrelated to the other, and have sometimes marveled how one man could have so many of them. I now realize it was all one fight; that the relation of each to the other was very close; and I am really no more combative than any other man. It just happened in my case that the original fight once undertaken, expanded marvelously into what seemed like many many fights and the most recent in a sequence of fights is actually no more than the current phase of he primary engagement. Since all men have at least one fight in their lives, and are not considered professional troublemakers because of it, the longer view reveals in me a citizen no less peaceful than his neighbors.

Dalton Trumbo