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A General Rule: If Enough People Predict Something, It Won't Happen.

It Was An Excess Of Fantasy That Killed The Old United States, The Whole Mickey Mouse And Marilyn Thing, The Most Brilliant Technologies Devoted To Trivia Like Instant Cameras And Space Spectaculars That Should Have Stayed In The Pages Of Science Fiction . . . Some Of The Last Presidents Of The U.s.a. Seemed To Have Been Recruited Straight From Disneyland.

The Residents Had Eliminated Both Past And Future, And For All Their Activity, They Existed In A Civilized And Eventless World.

In The Past We Have Always Assumed That The External World Around Us Has Represented Reality, However Confusing Or Uncertain, And That The Inner World Of Our Minds, Its Dreams, Hopes, Ambitions, Represented The Realm Of Fantasy, And The Imagination. These Roles, It Seems To Me, Have Been Reversed. The Most Prudent And Effective Method Of Dealing With The World Around Us Is To Assume That It Is A Complete Fiction - Conversely, The One Small Node Of Reality Left To Us Is Inside Of Our Own Heads.

Art Is The Principal Way In Which The Human Mind Has Tried To Remake The World In A Way That Makes Sense. The Carefully Edited, Slow-motion, Action Replay Of A Rugby Tackle, A Car Crash Or A Sex Act Has More Significance Than The Original Event. Thanks To Virtual Reality, We Will Soon Be Moving Into A World Where A Heightened Super-reality Will Consist Entirely Of Action Replays, And Reality Will Therefore Be All The More Rich And Meaningful.