Humanity can go through a bad phase; it can even be in a bad mood. Depression and joyfulness go hand in hand, especially in 1938. So, as a society, how can we overcome this bipolar disorder? Should we look for answers in psychology, in prescription drugs? Or must we just drink, be merry, and Duchampize it all? Our conclusions might not be as lucid as we expect them to be. The deformity of our vision might result in madness, in cult, or even worse: in the nightmare of Total Logic.