I had a group of students come and visit me with a faculty member in charge of them.
 And he was very obstreperous. He argued. He really wanted to argue.
 So I got the general drift of his argument, see, what sort of opinions were likeable to
 him, and then said something that would entirely accord with that sort of opinion system.
 And he denied it. So I said, "Sir, you are playing a game. You are bound and determined
 to disagree with anything I say." And he was nonplussed.
 So you see, we are under this tremendous social pressure, because talking with each other
 is our principal means of communication. And so more and more it hypnotizes us. When you
 hypnotize a person, you do it chiefly by talking. Relax, while I count up to five, you know,
 be very relaxed, etc., or jazz. And so it is the word which spellbinds us.
 Look at that word, the spellbind. A victim of spelling.
 And so all these conventions of language in which we think, even if we're quite illiterate,
 illiterate people think in words just as much as literate people. In other words, an ordinary
 ignoramus is just as much, if not more, under the spell of words than an intellectual. Children,
 as soon as they're taught language, become absolutely clobbered by it, and resent tremendously
 being called something, as if I say, "Johnny's a sissy." "He called me a sissy!" And children
 are absolute victims of the calendar. They want to know when it's going to happen. How
 soon is Christmas? How soon is my birthday? And you want time to go in jerks from one
 festival to another, because they are so poisoned by adult conceptions. They have no antibodies
 against them. So likewise, the Japanese have no antibodies against Western culture. And
 they are complete victims of it. They succumb to smog, and even think it's a good thing
 to have smog. They have songs about it. How the beautiful fog over the furnished buildings
 of the factories, haiku. No, this is true. I'm not kidding. In a nation of people that's
 supposed to be great lovers of nature. Japan is unbelievable. Go to a beach in Japan, you
 would think they would appreciate wonderful stretches of sand and rocks and the sound
 of the waves. The tideline of a Japanese beach almost anywhere around the island is a complete
 mess of plastic castoffs. Sun lotion bottles, condoms, discarded sandals, anything you can
 imagine, just masses of it. Go to a natural beauty place where all the tourists go to
 look at the famous view, and the whole place is scattered with rubbish. Napkins, Kleenex,
 sandwich bags, cigarette packages, what have you. When you travel in Japan on the underground
 in Tokyo, one always imagined the Japanese very polite. And in their own setting and
 in their own cultural context, they indeed are. But on a subway, everything goes amok.
 And people are crammed in like sardines. They even have special officials to shove the crowd
 into the train. And they cannot cope with this situation that is foreign to their culture.


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