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The American republic is a sibilating beast; it has fifty mouths and one hundred eyes, and the blood on its fangs drips with love. It is sick and confused and outrunning death. It is alive, deliriously so, and it feasts on contradiction. The twentieth century was the American century, and no one has yet grabbed hold of the twenty-first, now a quarter of the way finished. Time is a free agent. Money and power are only the beginning. America the damned, America the beautiful. Explain this nation to anyone at your own peril.