"It seemed that recent studies showed that, due to the rape of the atmosphere by aerosol spray users, by 2000 a certain ion would no longer be coming our way from the sun. I can't remember which one ... the aluminum ion, the magnesium ion, the neon ion, the gadolinium ion, the calcium ion ... the calcium ion perhaps; in any event, it was crucial for the formation of bones, and by 2000 it would be no more. Could such a thing be? Somehow this went beyond any of the horrors I was already imagining. I began free-associating ... Suddenly I could see Lexington Avenue, near where I live in Manhattan. The presence of the storm troopers was the least of it. It was the look of ordinary citizens that was so horrible. Their bones were going. They were dissolving. Women who had once been clicking and clogging down the avenue up on five-inch platform soles, with their pants seams smartly cleaving their declivities, were now mere denim & patent-leather blobs ... oozing and inching and suppurating along the sidewalk like amoebas or ticks ... A cab driver puts his arm out the window ... and it just dribbles down the yellow door like hot Mazola ... A blind news dealer tries to give change to a notions buyer for Bloomingdale's, and their fingers run together like fettucine over a stack of New York Posts ... It's horrible ... it's obscene ... it's the end--"