Worse Than Madness. Sanity.

Utopias Are Presented For Our Inspection As A Critique Of The Human State. If They Are To Be Treated As Anything But Trivial Exercises Of The Imagination. I Suggest There Is A Simple Test We Can Apply. We Must Forget The Whole Paraphernalia Of Social Description, Demonstration, Expostulation, Approbation, Condemnation. We Have To Say To Ourselves, How Would I Myself Live In This Proposed Society? How Long Would It Be Before I Went Stark Staring Mad?

Don't Get Me Wrong. I Have Nothing Against This As A Method, But It Is Not What English Writers Do.

I'm Not A Critic So Much Of My Own Writing. People Must Make Up Their Own Minds Over That.

Kill The Pig. Cut Her Throat. Spill Her Blood.

What Are We? Humans? Or Animals? Or Savages?