Moral Self-infatuation Has Its Own Corruptions, After

Moral Self-infatuation Has Its Own Corruptions, After All. With Time, Almost Every Other Principle Of The Magazine Acquired An Ironic Echo, A Sort Of Cackling Aftermath.

Nothing Defines The Quality Of Life In A Community More Clearly Than People Who Regard Themselves, Or Whom The Consensus Chooses To Regard, As Mentally Unwell.

I Love The Laconic. Clearly, I Am Not Of Their Number.

The Writer Has A Grudge Against Society, Which He Documents With Accounts Of Unsatisfying Sex, Unrealized Ambition, Unmitigated Loneliness, And A Sense Of Local And Global Distress. The Square, Overpopulation, The Bourgeois, The Bomb And The Cocktail Party Are Variously Identified As Sources Of The Grudge. There Follows A Little Obscenity Here, A Dash Of Philosophy There, Considerable Whining Overall, And A Modern Satirical Novel Is Born.

A Favorite Strategy Was The Paragraph-terminating: Right? Followed Immediately By Wrong. This Linear Invitation To A Mugging Was Considered A Strategy Of Wit.