If You Can Smell Garlic, Everything Is

Along With Our Passivity, We're Entering A Profoundly Masochistic Phase Everyone Is A Victim These Days, Of Parents, Doctors, Pharmaceutical Companies, Even Love Itself. And How Much We Enjoy It. Our Happiest Moments Are Spent Trying To Think Up New Varieties Of Victimhood.

The American Dream Has Run Out Of Gas. The Car Has Stopped. It No Longer Supplies The World With Its Images, Its Dreams, Its Fantasies. No More. It's Over. It Supplies The World With Its Nightmares Now: The Kennedy Assassination, Watergate, Vietnam.

All You Do Is Get On And Start Pedaling . . .

I Work For Three Or Four Hours A Day, In The Late Morning And Early Afternoon. Then I Go Out For A Walk And Come Back In Time For A Large Gin And Tonic.

A Reality That Is Electronic... Once Everybody's Got A Computer Terminal In Their Home, To Satisfy All Their Needs, All The Domestic Needs, There'll Be A Dismantling Of The Present Broadcasting Structure, Which Is Far Too Limited And Limiting.