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It Would Be Advisable To Think Of Progress In The Crudest, Most Basic Terms: That No One Should Go Hungry Anymore, That There Should Be No More Torture, No More Auschwitz. Only Then Will The Idea Of Progress Be Free From Lies.

In The Products Of The Culture Industry Human Beings Get Into Trouble Only So That They Can Be Rescued Unharmed, Usually By Representatives Of A Benevolent Collective; And Then, In Illusory Harmony, They Are Reconciled With The General Interest Whose Demands They Had Initially Experienced As Irreconcilable With Their Own.

There Is No Right Life In The Wrong One.

Not Only Is The Self Entwined In Society; It Owes Society Its Existence In The Most Literal Sense.

Proletarian Language Is Dictated By Hunger. The Poor Chew Words To Fill Their Bellies.