Marlon has brought me this glass typewriter contraption. He says it is the new printing press of the masses! We shall see.

I cannot help but worry that it will simply become the magic lantern of the bourgeoisie.

Already he has told me about something known as Powerpoint, which freely uses so-called "bullets" to drive home the messages of capitalism in walnut-veneered boardrooms across the western world.

I will have nothing to do with it; nor its notorious "clip-joint art".

To Cardiff, England, for my next gig.