Balls cut off
I sat out on the porch on the street-front, seeing the cars run and gun like stones whipped about on high-tensed rubber bands. Modern man, he's had his balls cut off, and wails about in a high-pitched frenzy. Like a squealing piglet, ball-less and frantic!
There is something ball-less about men who go squealing about with their high-pitched ideas and plans, so engrossed in their little mental worlds, their newspapers and their organizations. Life is a Monopoly Game.
