Met Burroughs down the coast from Venice for lunch. He still has some great stories to tell and was flattered that his visions of technology/hell on earth have been an inspiration for OUF.
Later I refreshed from one of his old novels - "Posted everywhere on street corners the idiot irre-sponsibles twitter supersonic approval, repeating slogans, giggling, dancing, masturbating out windows..." - Soft Machine. We agreed to meet again soon in NYC or Marrakesh, but this time in 1961.
XB
