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Each Culture Has Its Own Characteristic Manner Of Locomotion, Sitting, Standing, Reclining, And Gesturing.

Viewing Movies In Very Slow Motion, Looking For Synchrony, One Realizes That What We Know As Dance Is Really A Slowed-down, Stylized Version Of What Human Beings Do Whenever They Interact.

People Are Tied Together And Yet Isolated From Each Other By Invisible Threads Of Rhythm And Hidden Walls Of Time. Time Is... A Primary Organizer Of All Activities, A Synthesizer And Integrator, A Way Of Handling Priorities And Categorizing Experience, A Feedback Mechanism For How Things Are Going, A Measuring Rod Against Which Competence, Effort, And Achievement Are Judged As Well As A Special Message System Revealing How People Really Feel About Each Other And Whether Or Not They Can Get Along.

I May Be Able To Spot Arrowheads On The Desert But A Refrigerator Is A Jungle In Which I Am Easily Lost. My Wife, However, Will Unerringly Point Out That The Cheese Or The Leftover Roast Is Hiding Right In Front Of My Eyes. Hundreds Of Such Experiences Convince Me That Men And Women Often Inhabit Quite Different Visual Worlds. These Are Differences Which Cannot Be Attributed To Variations In Visual Acuity. Man And Women Simply Have Learned To Use Their Eyes In Very Different Ways.

We Live Fragmented, Compartmentalized Lives In Which Contradictions Are Carefully Sealed Off From Each Other. We Have Been Taught To Think Linearly Rather Than Comprehensively, And We Do This Not Through Conscious Design Or Because We Are Not Intelligent Or Capable, But Because Of The Way In Which Deep Cultural Undercurrents Structure Life In Subtle But Highly Consistent Ways That Are Not Consciously Formulated.