“When Willy reached out and started stroking the top of that head, a measure of calm returned to the dog’s broken heart. It was only temporary of course, and only an illusion, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t good medicine.”
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What We Say Goes: Conversations on U.S. Power in a Changing World by Noam Chomsky