You Have To Know How To Disappear.

Imagine The Amazing Good Fortune Of The Generation That Gets To See The End Of The World. This Is As Marvelous As Being There In The Beginning.

The Desert Is No Longer A Landscape, It Is A Pure Form Produced By The Abstraction Of All Others.

The Price We Pay For The Complexity Of Life Is Too High. When You Think Of All The Effort You Have To Put In -telephonic, Technological And Relational -to Alter Even The Slightest Bit Of Behavior In This Strange World We Call Social Life, You Are Left Pining For The Straightforwardness Of Primitive Peoples And Their Physical Work.

The New Shopping Malls Make Possible The Synthesis Of All Consumer Activities, Not Least Of Which Are Shopping, Flirting With Objects, Idle Wandering, And All The Permutations Of These.

Kitschis One Of The Major Categories Of The Modern Object. Knick-knacks, Rustic Odds-and-ends, Souvenirs, Lampshades, And African Masks: The Kitsch-object Is Collectively This Whole Plethora Of "trashy," Sham Or Faked Objects, This Whole Museum Of Junk Which Proliferates Everywhere.... Kitsch Is The Equivalent To The "cliché" In Discourse.