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There Is No Known Device For Artistic Contraception.

The American Citizen Lives In A World Where Fantasy Is More Real Than Reality, Where The Image Has More Dignity Than Its Original. We Hardly Dare Face Our Bewilderment, Because Our Ambiguous Experience Is So Pleasantly Irridescent, And The Solace Of Belief In Contrived Reality Is So Thoroughly Real. We Have Become Eager Accessories To The Great Hoaxes Of The Age. These Are The Hoaxes We Play On Ourselves.

Jefferson Refused To Pin His Hopes On The Occasional Success Of Honest And Unambitious Men; On The Contrary, The Great Danger Was That Philosophers Would Be Lulled Into Complacence By The Accidental Rise Of A Franklin Or A Washington. Any Government Which Made The Welfare Of Men Depend On The Character Of Their Governors Was An Illusion.

What Preoccupies Us, Then, Is Not God As A Fact Of Nature, But As A Fabrication Useful For A God-fearing Society. God Himself Becomes Not A Power But An Image.

The Improved American Highway System Isolated The American-in-transit. On His Speedway He Had No Contact With The Towns Which He By-passed. If He Stopped For Food Or Gas, He Was Served No Local Fare Or Local Fuel, But Had One Of Howard Johnson's Nationally Branded Ice Cream Flavors, And So Many Gallons Of Exxon. This Vast Ocean Of Superhighways Was Nearly As Free Of Culture As The Sea Traversed By The Mayflower Pilgrims.