accomplished on the verbal level. . . . He arrived at this
method through observing that The Listener—The Analyst—was not reading the mind of the patient. . . . The patient—The Talker—was reading his mind. . . . That is
the patient has ESP awareness of the analvst’s dreams and schemes whereas the analyst contacts the patient strictly from front brain. . . . Many agents use this approach—they are notoriously long-wTinded bores and bad listeners.. . .
“Gentlemen I will slop a pearl: You can find out more about someone by talking than btj listening”
Pigs rush up and the Prof, pours buckets of pearls into a trough.. . .
“I am not worthy to eat his feet,” says the fattest hog of them all.
“Clay anyhoo.”

A . J . ’ S A N N U A L   P A R T Y
A.J. turns to the guests. “Cunts, pricks, fence straddlers, tonight I give you—that international-known impressario of blue movies and short-wave TV, the one,
the only, The Great Slashtubitch!”
He points to a red velvet curtain sixty feet high.
Lightning rends the curtain from top to bottom. The Great Slashtubitch stands revealed. His face is immense,immobile like a Chimu funeral urn. He wears full evening dress, blue cape and blue monocle. Huge grey eyes with tiny black pupils that seem to spit needles. ( Only the Coordinate Factulist can meet his gaze.) When he