THE JOB

That nightcrawling grandmaster of inner space talking on tape about most of the trends he represents and has set: the new novel which will suggest multileveled experience; pornography (is there such a thing?); drugs; power; the general repulsiveness of the ordinary scene from which he is altogether disengaged; other writers (although he says he never heard of Wright Morris who called his Naked Lunch a hemorrhage of the imagination); words and imagery. And there are longer explanations on say the Mayan hermetic control calendar or the newer E. Meter, a deconditioning instrument which nullifies. Burroughs surfaces at all times with a remarkably permissive presence above the lonelier crowd but is he really giving any new directions or adding any new dimensions? For the acculturated who will want a further expansion of this mind.