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The ultrasonic vibration that called kids to class pierced him to the bone, awakening old memories. Perfect checkerboards formed before the autoteaching machines and 500 faces without masks faced Public Relations with the anguish of uprooted children. The glare of the screens still lulled the rebellious ones.
-1968, Pablo Capanna, translation by Andrea Bell

The Conservationists were fair game, those wild-eyed zealots who pretended modern civilization was in some way ‘plundering‘ our planet. Preposterous stuff. Science is always a step ahead of the failure of natural resources. After all, when real meat got scarce, we had soyaburgers ready. When oil ran low, technology developed the pedicab.
(c1953)

Six months later we were married at a lavish ceremony in the most exclusive of the studio chapels. Over 200 guests attended, joining a huge hookup of television screens, & the service was conducted by a priest renowned for his mastery of the split-screen technique. Prerecorded films of Margaret & myself taken separately in our own sitting rooms were projected against a cathedral interior & showed us walking together down an immense aisle. (c1977)

When Alexei-Aub Kehoe Salvia Sun-Moon-Lake Stewart, San. D., went out for lunch, he found half a dozen men with jackhammers tearing up the street in front of the building, the chisel blades of their drills cutting the slowly bubbling asphalt into sagging rectangular chunks. The din was fearsome, and a sizeable necklace of teenagers was dancing to it, protected by the police barricades across both ends of the block.
(Pub. 1969)