forms into social navigation charts? I am curious to know what 
would happen if art were suddenly seen for what it is, namely, 
exact information of how to rearrange one’s psyche in order to 
anticipate the next blow from our own extended faculties. 
Would we, then, cease to look at works of art as an explorer 
might regard the gold and gems used as the ornaments of 
simple nonliterates?

     At any rate, in experimental art, men are given the exact 
specifications of coming violence to their own psyches from 
their own counter-irritants or technology. For those parts of 
ourselves that we thrust out in the form of new invention are 
attempts to counter or neutralize collective pressures and 
irritations. But the counter-irritant usually proves a greater 
plague than the initial irritant, like a drug habit. And it is here 
that the artist can show us how to “ride with the punch,”