Tim Barrus, The New York Times

I am a communist. And I get the voice. Okay, who will be King Of It All. Does anyone really think, that the Movers and the Shakers and the Criminals that now own the Internet, have been sitting at their desks counting their money like Busy Bees. But no. These are real bad guys and they’ve been plotting (conspiracy ahead) their futures. As soon as the institutions think they’re still in charge at the macro-level, you will need your vax pass stamped at every checkpoint. We have gifts for the indigenous folks on Mars. Like laser beams and bugs. We claim we are not a bug. We are animals (92.5% of Americans know for a fact we are not animals). Mammals. Rabbits. Hats. Card tricks. Nut, nut, who has the nut. Pick a card, any card. The carnival is almost done. The old Internet is the new Internet. We are bugs. And we have lots of new neighbors here on Uranus who liked things just fine as they were before. Their bugs were bigger than our bugs and the Uranus race was on. We, too, like, need, crave, friend, tweet, and throw at the mud wall with no small amount of nostalgia, nostolgia. It is never real. It, too, is motor memory channeled because channeling is what we do as Homo sapiens. Bring in the bells, whistles, floats, the Daly City High School Marching Band, the videos of You Were There, you are probably still there. Because who can afford to live on Uranus. Musk has moved there and lives in a yurt. It’s all physics. I know these misanthropes. Moving to Uranus is so yesterday. In the future timeline, you might be able to kill Hitler’s father, and then, no Hitler. Physics does not work thusly. Your photons would burst into afterthoughts. The New Higgs Afterthoughts. It’s not about who invented the Internet. It’s about what idiot invented the fucking universe.