I created hoaxes. I confronted and challenged the majority opinion. I attacked, humiliated, and criticized the voice of the corporate mainstream media.

It is the fool who thinks he cannot be fooled.

Most important to any fake story is a plausible, realistic edge with a satirical twist that is topical.

Any deviation is looked upon as a perversion, is feared, and is usually a target of hatred and prejudice.

We function in a pack mentality. This is our tribe. And this is how we are exploited - sold a bill of goods and a household of products.

The media is not just the message. The media is a massage. We're constantly being stroked, manipulated, adjusted, realigned, and manoeuvered.

When I create a false reality, I always try to create a plausible structure to help convince people.

What do we believe? Why do we believe it?

My challenge as a satirical artist is how to present ideas to people to enable them to question and reexamine their beliefs. My hope is, that my work provokes people to look at things in a new way.

Any journalist worth his or her salt wouldn't trust me.

I've always been a fine artist.

Consider how hard it is to change yourself and you'll understand what little chance you have in trying to change others.

Believe in what you want to believe in and don't let other people change that.

We are not talking about a new cognition in relation to abstract art, rather a new area of cognition.

Are we not rude and deserve blame, if we leave Him alone, to busy ourselves about trifles, which do not please Him and perhaps offend Him? 'Tis to be feared these trifles will one day cost us dear.

There is just no getting around that turning bad things into good things is up to you.

And here I am using my own lungs like a sucker.

He was used to being playful with women, teasing while keeping ultimate control. With Luna, he felt like a berserk marauder. He couldn't even spell control, much less utilize it.

There's still a 1950s view of cinema, that there's one audience and they all want to see the same thing.

A nation recruits men more easily than it can retrieve its honour.

Killing ain't fair, but somebody gotta do it.