Secrets...are The Very Root Of Cool.

What We're Doing Pop Culturally Is Like Burning The Rain Forest. The Biodiversity Of Pop Culture Is Really, Really In Danger.

Five Hours' New York Jet Lag And Cayce Pollard Wakes In Camden Town To The Dire And Ever-circling Wolves Of Disrupted Circadian Rhythm.

I Don't Think We Know Yet What Broadcast Television Did To Us, Although It Obviously Did Lots. I Don't Think We're Far Enough Away From It Yet To Really Get A Handle On It. We Get These Things, I Think They Start Changing Us Right Away, We Don't Notice We're Changing. Our Perception Of The Whole Thing Shifts, And Then We're In The New Way Of Doing Things, And We Take It For Granted.

She Knows, Now, Absolutely, Hearing The White Noise That Is London, That Damien's Theory Of Jet Lag Is Correct: That Her Mortal Soul Is Leagues Behind Her, Being Reeled In On Some Ghostly Umbilical Down The Vanished Wake Of The Plane That Brought Her Here, Hundreds Of Thousands Of Feet Above The Atlantic. Souls Can't Move That Quickly, And Are Left Behind, And Must Be Awaited, Upon Arrival, Like Lost Luggage.

Japan Had A More Radical Experience Of Future Shock Than Any Other Nation In The Nineteenth And Twentieth Centuries. They Were This Feudal Place, Locked In The Past, But Then They Bought The Whole Industrial Revolution Kit From England, Blew Their Cultural Brains Out With It, Became The First Industrialized Asian Nation, Tried To Take Over Their Side Of The World, Got Nuked By The United States For Their Trouble, And Discovered Steve Mcqueen! Their Take On Iconic Menswear Emerges From That Matrix.