Obsession as rebirth from a lifeless life. What does it mean that a ‘beauty’ is qualified by the adjective ‘American.’ At once it was a free beauty, now it is a commercial beauty. Like a beautiful restaurant dinner. Knife and fork parallel on either side of a perfect circle underneath a perfect meal paid for with papers that have killed some and reborn others, let alone the pant leg groping that goes on underneath the table cloth. The greatest chaos under the tablecloth of structure, the greatest pleasure under asceticism.