"A carnival hearse lumbers by, surrounded with skipping marionettes in livery and intellectual basset hounds, to the sound of accompanying music made to deafen and cretinize us, so we should not notice that this falsely triumphal and multicolored cortège is definitely nothing other than the burial of a cadaverous and mummified age through the icy and gaping void of human lives"
-Andre Breton 1925