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Mr Turner is moved to tears at one point in the interview by the "depressing" combination of conflicts like that in the Middle East and the state of the environment, which he says demands massive global attention - "or, you know ... it's goodbye".
{there's nothing there really overt that conveys what seems to be scorn, but I think it's safe to say there is scorn there, somewhere. in the minds of many of the so-called 'men' who write these things, who read them, who think about them. and in that context Turner's acting as cathartic scapegoat, which I don't think he intends. and I don't think he deserves. the junior varsity figures are getting more angst-crippled everyday. and it won't get better, not for them. they're trying to hold the fireman model for themselves, but it's as jive as the smug complacency they had before, when it hadn't yet become obvious that everything is, at best, about to change completely. I've been saying for some time now that at the frontlines of all this, among the meteorologist rebels, the well-traveled generalists, the synthesizing geniuses, many were coming back from the front grim and silent, speechless with the pain of what they were seeing. while the bloated swine messengers kept up their diversionary blather. well now it's not so easy for the pigs. and men like Turner are beginning to take on the real burdens of these times, the impossible-to-buy-off vision, the unprecedented moments that lie before us now, when only honesty will serve.}