As The Run-by-capital Society Of Producers Turned

Fully "biodegradable" Structures Are Nowadays The Ideal And The Standards To Which Most, If Not All Structures, Struggle To Measure Up.

There Are, By The Most Conservative Counting, Two Grave And Deeply Regrettable Collateral Victims Of The Peer-review Gruesome Stratagem: One Is The Daring Of Thought (wished-washed To The Lowest Common Denominator), And The Other Is The Individuality, As Well As The Responsibility, Of Editors (those Seeking Shelter Behind The Anonymity Of "peers", But In Fact Dissolved In It, In Many Cases Without A Trace).

Civilisation, The Orderly World In Which We Live, Is Frail. We Are Skating On Thin Ice. There Is A Fear Of A Collective Disaster. Terrorism, Genocide, Flu, Tsunamis.

All The Skills Which I Have Acquired During My Sociological Life Allow Me To Diagnose And Explain What Is Going On, But Not To Predict What Will Happen.

The Visual Does Seem To Me The Most Thoroughly Grasped And Recorded Among My Impressions; Sight Seems To Be My Principal Sense Organ, And "seeing" Supplies The Key Metaphors For Reporting The Perception.