Obsolescence Never Meant The End Of Anything,

People Don't Actually Read Newspapers - They Get Into Them Every Morning Like A Hot Bath.

The Business Of The Advertiser Is To See That We Go About Our Business With Some Magic Spell Or Tune Or Slogan Throbbing Quietly In The Background Of Our Minds.

If Men Were Able To Be Convinced That Art Is A Precise Advance Knowledge Of How To Cope With The Psychic And Social Consequences Of The Next Technology, Would They All Become Artist? Or Would They Begin A Careful Translation Of New Art Forms Into Social Navigation Charts? I Am Curious To Know What Would Happem If Art Were Suddenly Seen For What It Is, Namely, Exact Information Of How To Rearrange One's Psyche In Order To Anticipate The Next Blow From Our Own Extended Faculties.

I Don't Necessarily Agree With Everything I Say.

With The Arrival Of Electric Technology, Man Extended, Or Set Outside Himself, A Live Model Of The Central Nervous System Itself. To The Degree That This Is So, It Is A Development That Suggests A Desperate And Suicidal Autoamputation, As If The Central Nervous System Could No Longer Depend On The Physical Organs To Be Protective Buffers Against The Slings And Arrows Of Outrageous Mechanism.