The
General Crisis coming along nicely. Nothing new except the
commercials full of sly art and eco-porn. Scenes of the
Louisiana bayous, strange birds in slow-motion flight, cypress
trees bearded with Spanish moss. Above the primeval scene the
voice of Power spoke, reeking with sincerity, in praise of
itself, the Exxon Oil Company--its tidiness, its fastidious
care for all things wild, its concern for human needs.
