I have nothing to do with Donald Trump.
I have disassociated myself from that book.
I have nothing to do with Russia.
I'm not alt-right.
If anyone objects to any statement I make, I am quite prepared not only to retract it, but also to deny under oath that I ever made it.
I'm not connected to the Trump campaign in any way, shape, or form.
Repudiation. That’s what nations do when they don’t like agreements. They repudiate them.
Well, he didn't write it.
When told that General Edwin Sumner had no faith in the Bible, Grant replied:
Brother Jones is not my product, and I am not responsible for anything he writes or says.
No, I'm not a scientologist.
Some people in my family achieved a lot, some people inherited a lot. But I turned my back on the whole thing.
I know that disavowal is an unusal form of betrayal. From the outside it is impossible to tell if you are disowning someone or simply exercising discretion, being considerate, avoiding embarrassments and sources of irritation. But you, who are doing the disowning, you know what you're doing. And disavowal pulls the underpinnings away from a relationship just as surely as other more flamboyant types of betrayal.
Perhaps in the back of our minds we already understand, without all the science I've discussed, that something terribly wrong is happening. Our sustenance now comes from misery. We know that if someone offers to show us a film on how our meat is produced, it will be a horror film. We perhaps know more than we care to admit, keeping it down in the dark places of our memory-- disavowed. When we eat factory-farmed meat we live, literally, on tortured flesh. Increasingly, that tortured flesh is becoming our own.
Rest assured, as long as I am alive any book purporting to be with my cooperation is a falsehood.