The roads are getting so super-paved and big and light and loaded with BIG MACS and HOWARD JOHNSONS that the only time people are forced into danger or reality is when they die. Death is the only reality we’ve got left in our nicey-nicey-clean-ice-cream-TV society so we’d better worship it.[1]

[1] Acker, Kathy, Blood and Guts in High School, New York, NY, Groove Press, 1978, p. 94.