Mallarmé thought “the world exists to end in a book.” We are 
now in a position to go beyond that and to transfer the entire 
show to the memory of a computer. For man, as Julian Huxley 
observes, unlike merely biological creatures, possesses an 
apparatus of transmission and transformation based on his 
power to store experience. And his power to store, as in a 
language itself, is also a means of transformation of 
experience:

                    “Those pearls that were his eyes.”

     Our dilemma may become like that of the listener who 
phoned the radio station: “Are you the station that gives twice 
as much weather? Well, turn it off. I’m drowning.”

     Or we might return to the state of tribal man, for whom