If TV ads for presidential campaigns today were as simple and as silly as those put on by Dwight Eisenhower's people in 1956, I wonder if we would all think the politicians had gone insane, or if we would be relieved. Has this business (marketing, really, is what it is) changed so much since '56? Our first and possibly second answers will be yes, but then watch this Ike ad a third time and think about it. Maybe only the quality of the production (and of animation) has improved. Here's that ad (a .MOV file). Don't those marching figures, stepping to the repetitive intoning of the man with the open-vowel-starting one-syllable nickname just make you want to get up out of your chair and march along too?
"I teach horizontally, meaning that while I might begin with a fixed idea of what I'm going to teach that day, I let it drift rhizomatically way off topic, often pulling it back when it gets too far. I rely on non-fixed materials to teach this way; the whole world is at my fingertips. Should I go off on a tangent about John and Rauschenberg and their love relationship as expressed in Rauschenberg's bed, an image of that bed is always a click away. From there, we can head anywhere into the non-fixed universe, be it film, text or sound. And of course, that always takes us elsewhere. As Cage says, 'We are getting nowhere fast.'" 
that anyone has yet got the imaginative measure of that terrifying day six years ago. Certainly our Tolstoy has not crawled out of the rubble. The closest we have, Don DeLillo, succeeded as an essayist-journalist ("In the Ruins of the Future: Reflections on Terror and Loss in the Shadow of September,” Harper’s, December 2001) but, to my mind, failed as a novelist ("Falling Man"). One reason, perhaps, is that the remembered emotion was instantly buried under a pile of cultural junk.' - Tod Gitlin in his review of Susan Faludi's The Terror Dream (written for 
