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          and distorted images of the effects and workings of evil, there is an
        
        
          ominous blankness about the
        
        
          
            source
          
        
        
          of it. One passage alone offers
        
        
          a burst of sinister clarity on the problem. "America is not a young
        
        
          land: it is old and dirty and evil before the settlers, before the
        
        
          Indians. The evil is there waiting." Evil is a virus; it reduces people
        
        
          to the deplorable state of "total need." It is clearly something that
        
        
          ferociously works against independent, self-sustaining life; some hide–
        
        
          ous inexplicable impalpable pressure toward decay, disintegration,
        
        
          destruction and death. And where does it come from? "The evil is
        
        
          there waiting."
        
        
          In Interzone we also meet some very amusing people, or rather
        
        
          we overhear some amusing voices (the world of the book is, as much
        
        
          as anything, a world of voices-not communicating, but talking all
        
        
          at once, all the time, to themselves-of which we hear unlocated
        
        
          scraps). We hear the Professor, the Prophet, the Party Leader
        
        
          bumbling on about
        
        
          
            "Ordinary
          
        
        
          men and women," some of whose
        
        
          complaints we then overhear. Like the American Housewife who
        
        
          protests that she is being sexually accosted by her kitchen gadgets;
        
        
          and the Hustler who complains that his customers want to take over
        
        
          his life ("they wanta merge with my protoplasm ... they wanta take
        
        
          over my past experience and leave old memories that disgust me")
        
        
          and so on. It is a world best summed up by the story of the man
        
        
          who was taken over by his "asshole," which is not merely obscene,
        
        
          but a parable of matter in a state of hideous revolt. For the man is
        
        
          gradually covered by a jelly of Undifferentiated Tissue which seals
        
        
          off everything but his eyes- because the blind anus needs the eyes,
        
        
          but not the human brain behind them. It is in this world that the
        
        
          doctors talk about replacing the complexity of man with "one all–
        
        
          purpose blob."
        
        
          Now this idea of matter returning to lower fonus of organiza–
        
        
          tion-entropy-is at the heart of the book. All the various addictions
        
        
          break life down to a lower level (hence the recurring use of the
        
        
          word "ectoplasm"). The brain taken over by the anus is only a
        
        
          paradigm for all the low fonus of life who devour higher fonus of
        
        
          life throughout. Humans regress to animals, vegetables, even minerals.
        
        
          (In a later statement Burroughs said: "I felt that heavy metal was
        
        
          sort of the ultimate expression of addiction, that there's something
        
        
          actually metallic in addiction, that the final stage reached is not so