There is no enemy so hard to fight as a dull gray fog. It"s not solid enough to beat, too indefinite to kill, and too omnipresent to escape. "There"s a disease in our times. A cultural disease you might call the Great Gray Plague. It is a disease which premises that safety, security, and effectiveness in dealing with the world may be obtained by agreement with the highest existing Authority. "This premise was valid in the days when disobedience to the Head Man meant getting lost in a bog or eaten by a saber-toothed tiger. Today i is more than obsolete. It is among the most vicious sicknesses that ha ever infected any culture." "And you were sick with it." "I was sick with it. You remember I said a molecular program is chosen partly on the basis of data presented by parental sources and the spea of invasion from the external world. This data that came to me from bo sources said that I could deal with the world by yielding to Authority by surrounding myself with it as with a shell. It would protect me. I would have stature. My world-problems would be solved if I chose this pattern. "I chose it well. In our culture there are two areas of Authority, one in government, one in science. I covered myself both ways. . . ."