The
class war between Villagers and the owners of the eating-place was waged at
Life Cafeteria. Unfortunately the owners of the huge self-service restaurant
and the Villagers differed materially on the meaning of the word
"cafeteria." According to the proprietors of "Life" the
cafeteria was a business venture and not a philanthropic experiment. They had
established a restaurant, not a public meeting place for Villagers to weave
endless carpets of conversation, embroidered with strange designs for living
taken from Sappho, Buddha, Plato, Oscar Wilde, T. S. Eliot, Tolstoy, the
Marquis de Sade and Spengler. They were serving not manna from heaven, but food
that must be paid for with cash. The rest rooms were built for certain
biological functions, and not for romantic assignations between members of the
third or intermediate sex. Villagers argued that the owners of "Life"
had made a grievous semantic mistake. A cafeteria was primarily a refuge for
talkers, not eaters, and if the talk ended on an erotic note, the rest rooms
were the proper places to celebrate the rites of Venus or Priapus.

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