Didn't leave my room today, but to use the toilet, shower, and cook lunch--corn/potato chowder just the way I like it, a kettleful. Mostly I have sat at my computer "doing research," trying to guesstimate how long it's going to take for the number of those who think 9/11 was an inside job to rise from 36% to 51%--to 99%. And wondering if it will make any difference how many Americans believe their government is their enemy, if in fact it is their enemy. And I have lain abed and slept and read a Perry Mason detective novelet, cleverly enough plotted I thought, reading the last pages just as the sun went down. Diem perdidi. Naughty of me, I know.