Man sees most of his troubling attributes as after-market-add-ons, and remains unable to think about possible sources outside the routine vehicular outlets.
All the world’s “great ideas” are wrong.
The Revolutionist longs to be an active, knowing, part of the Great Overlapping; one free of obligatory frontiers.
In the City, nothing is ever truly abolished; its sale and commerce just becomes regulated.
A Real quiz show, for the Revolutionist, would be one in which HE was the prize.