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We waited half an hour before approaching the house.

Hundreds of
smashed glasses and broken chairs littered the terrace. At first I could
see no signs of Leonora, although her face was everywhere, the portraits
with their slashed profiles strewn on the damp tiles. An eddying smile
floated towards me from the disturbed air, and wrapped itself around my
leg.
Leonora's body lay among the broken tables near the bandstand,
half-wrapped in a bleeding canvas. Her face was as bruised now as the
storm-cloud Manuel had tried to carve.
We found Van Eyck in the wreck of the marquee. He was suspended by
the neck from a tangle of electric wiring, his pale face wreathed in a
noose of light bulbs. The current flowed intermittently through the
wiring, lighting up the coloured globes.
I leaned against the overturned Rolls, holding Beatrice's
shoulders. 'There's no sign of Nolan - no pieces of his glider.'
'Poor man. Raymond, he was driving that whirlwind here. Somehow he
was controlling it.'
I walked across the damp terrace to where Leonora lay. I began to
cover her with the shreds of canvas, the torn faces of herself.
I took Beatrice Lafferty to live with me in Nolan's studio in the
desert near Coral D. We heard no more of Nolan and never flew the gliders
again. The clouds carry too many memories. Three months ago a man who saw
the derelict gliders outside the studio stopped near Coral D and walked
across to us. He told us he had seen a man flying a glider in the sky
high above Red Beach, carving the strato-cirrus into images of jewels and
children's faces. Once there was a dwarf's head.
On reflection, that sounds rather like Nolan, so perhaps he managed
to get away from the tornado. In the evenings Beatrice and I sit among
the sonic statues, listening to their voices as the fair-weather clouds
rise above Coral D, waiting for a man in a dark-winged glider, perhaps
painted like candy now, who will come in on the wind and carve for us
images of seahorses and unicorns, dwarfs and jewels and children's faces.
1967

Why I Want to Fuck Ronald Reagan


*During these assassination fantasies*
Ronald Reagan and the conceptual auto-disaster. Numerous studies have
been conducted upon patients in terminal paresis (G.P.I.), placing Reagan
in a series of simulated auto-crashes, e.g. multiple pile-ups, head-on
collisions, motorcade attacks (fantasies of Presidential assassinations
remained a continuing preoccupation, subjects showing a marked
polymorphic fixation on windshields and rear trunk assemblies). Powerful
erotic fantasies of an anal-sadistic character surrounded the image of

the Presidential contender. Subjects were required to construct the


optimum auto-disaster victim by placing a replica of Reagan's head on the
unretouched photographs of crash fatalities. In 82 per cent of cases
massive rear-end collisions were selected with a preference for expressed
faecal matter and rectal haemorrhages. Further tests were conducted to
define the optimum model-year. These indicate that a three-year model
lapse with child victims provide the maximum audience excitation
(confirmed by manufacturers' studies of the optimum auto-disaster). It is
hoped to construct a rectal modulus of Reagan and the auto-disaster of
maximized audience arousal.
*Talus became increasingly obsessed*
Motion picture studies of Ronald Reagan reveal characteristic patterns of
facial tonus and musculature associated with homoerotic behaviour. The
continuing tension of buccal sphincters and the recessive tongue role
tally with earlier studies of facial rigidity (cf., Adolf Hitler, Nixon).
Slow-motion cine-films of campaign speeches exercised a marked erotic
effect upon an audience of spastic children. Even with mature adults the
verbal material was found to have minimal effect, as demonstrated by
substitution of an edited tape giving diametrically opposed opinions.
Parallel films of rectal images revealed a sharp upsurge in anti-Semitic
and concentration camp fantasies. with the pudenda of the Presidential
contender Incidence of orgasms in fantasies of sexual intercourse with
Ronald Reagan. Patients were provided with assembly kit photographs of
sexual partners during intercourse. In each case Reagan's face was
superimposed upon the original partner. Vaginal intercourse with 'Reagan'
proved uniformly disappointing, producing orgasm in 2 per cent of
subjects.
Axillary, buccal, navel, aural and orbital modes produced proximal
erections. The preferred mode of entry overwhelmingly proved to be the
rectal. After a preliminary course in anatomy it was found that caecum
and transverse colon also provided excellent sites for excitation. In an
extreme 12 per cent of cases, the simulated anus of post-colostomy
surgery generated spontaneous orgasm in 98 per cent of penetrations.
Multiple-track cine-films were constructed of 'Reagan' in intercourse
during (a) campaign speeches, (b) rear-end auto-collisions with one and
three-year-old model changes, (c) with rear-exhaust assemblies, (d) with
Vietnamese child-atrocity victims. mediated to him by a thousand
television screens.
Sexual fantasies in connection with Ronald Reagan. The genitalia of
the Presidential contender exercised a continuing fascination. A series
of imaginary genitalia were constructed using (a) the mouth-parts of
Jacqueline Kennedy, (b) a Cadillac rear-exhaust vent, (c) the assembly
kit prepuce of President Johnson, (d) a child-victim of sexual assault.
In 89 per cent of cases, the constructed genitalia generated a high
incidence of self-induced orgasm. Tests indicate the masturbatory nature
of the Presidential contender's posture. Dolls consisting of plastic
models of Reagan's alternate genitalia were found to have a disturbing
effect on deprived children.
The motion picture studies of Ronald Reagan Reagan's hairstyle.
Studies were conducted on the marked fascination exercised by the
Presidential contender's hairstyle .65 per cent of male subjects made

positive connections between the hairstyle and their own pubic hair. A
series of optimum hairstyles were constructed. created a scenario of the
conceptual orgasm, The conceptual role of Reagan. Fragments of Reagan's
cinetized postures were used in the construction of model psychodramas in
which the Reagan-figure played the role of husband, doctor, insurance
salesman, marriage counsellor, etc. The failure of these roles to express
any meaning reveals the non-functional character of Reagan. Reagan's
success therefore indicates society's periodic need to re-conceptualize
its political leaders. Reagan thus appears as a series of posture
concepts, basic equations which re-formulate the roles of aggression and
anality. a unique ontology of violence and disaster.
Reagan's personality. The profound anality of the Presidential
contender may be expected to dominate the United States in the coming
years. By contrast the late J. F. Kennedy remained the prototype of the
oral object, usually conceived in prepubertal terms. In further studies
sadistic psychopaths were given the task of devising sex fantasies
involving Reagan. Results confirm the probability of Presidential figures
being perceived primarily in genital terms; the face of L. B. Johnson is
clearly genital in significant appearance - the nasal prepuce, scrotal
jaw, etc. Faces were seen as either circumcised (JFK, Khrushchev) or
uncircumcised (LBJ, Adenauer). In assembly kit tests Reagan's face was
uniformly perceived as a penile erection. Patients were encouraged to
devise the optimum sex-death of Ronald Reagan.
1968

The Dead Astronaut


Cape Kennedy has gone now, its gantries rising from the deserted dunes.
Sand has come in across the Banana River, filling the creeks and turning
the old space complex into a wilderness of swamps and broken concrete. In
the summer, hunters build their blinds in the wrecked staff-cars; but by
early November, when Judith and I arrived, the entire area was abandoned.
Beyond Cocoa Beach, where I stopped the car, the ruined motels were half
hidden in the saw grass. The launching towers rose into the evening air
like the rusting ciphers of some forgotten algebra of the sky.
'The perimeter fence is half a mile ahead,' I said. 'We'll wait
here until it's dark. Do you feel better now?'
Judith was staring at an immense funnel of cerise cloud that seemed
to draw the day with it below the horizon, taking the light from her
faded blonde hair. The previous afternoon, in the hotel in Tampa, she had
fallen ill briefly with some unspecified complaint.
'What about the money?' she asked. 'They may want more, now that
we're here.'

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