The Secret Of Theory Is That Truth

All Societies End Up Wearing Masks.

A Woman Spent All Christmas Day In A Telephone Box Without Ringing Anyone. If Someone Comes To Phone, She Leaves The Box, Then Resumes Her Place Afterwards. No One Calls Her Either, But From A Window In The Street, Someone Watched Her All Day, No Doubt Since They Had Nothing Better To Do. The Christmas Syndrome.

Business Owners Are Like Joggers. If You Stop A Jogger, He Goes On Running On The Spot. If You Drag An Owner Away From His Business, He Goes On Running On The Spot, Pawing The Ground, Talking Business. He Never Stops Hurtling Onwards, Making Decisions And Executing Them.

Laughter On American Television Has Taken The Place Of The Chorus In Greek Tragedy. In Other Countries, The Business Of Laughing Is Left To The Viewers. Here, Their Laughter Is Put On The Screen, Integrated Into The Show. It Is The Screen That Is Laughing And Having A Good Time. You Are Simply Left Alone With Your Consternation.

Contact With Men Who Wield Power And Authority Still Leaves An Intangible Sense Of Repulsion. It's Very Like Being In Close Proximity To Fecal Matter, The Fecal Embodiment Of Something Unmentionable, And You Wonder What It Is Made Of And When It Acquired Its Historically Sacred Character.