He Who Has Laughter On His Side

The New Human Type Cannot Be Properly Understood Without Awareness Of What He Is Continuously Exposed To From The World Of Things About Him, Even In His Most Secret Innervations.

The Noiseless Din That We Have Long Known In Dreams, Booms At Us In Waking Hours From Newspaper Headlines.

The Culture Industry Not So Much Adapts To The Reactions Of Its Customers As It Counterfeits Them.

Advancing Bourgeois Society Liquidates Memory, Time, Recollection As Irrational Leftovers Of The Past.

There's Not Much Need For Prophets Who Are In Synch With Their Society.