I stopped and gazed on the little dull man who was being paid to be a teacher of teachers. I turned and walked to the door, slammed it closed with a bang, and broken glass crashed to the floor. There was uproar behind me in the class, which did not interest me at all.
“You know how there are some stars out there who know how to market themselves? I don't have that.”
“Minimum sales prices for alcohol are a startlingly bad idea. As with excise duties, the effects are regressive.”