When all else fails, fresh tactics!

When I was a kid in the 60s, believe it or not, most of you are younger and don't know that, but it was a blast to fly! You dressed up, you got in your Sunday best, women wore white gloves, you had room to stretch your legs out, you had a very nice meal, the stewardess paid particular attention to you. It was an event. It's so different today.

When all else fails there's always delusion

A general does not use the same troops over and over again.

When all else fails there's always delusion.

When all else fails, complicate matters.