To us, the high-resounding isms to which our contemporaries ask us to give our allegiance, now, in 1948, are all equally futile bound to be betrayed, defeated, and finally rejected by men at large, if containing anything really noble bound to enjoy, for the time being, some sort of noisy success if sufficiently vulgar, pretentious and soul-killing to appeal to the growing number of mechanically conditioned slaves that crawl about our planet, posing as free men all destined to prove, ultimately, of no avail.