Once more, we are the problem. You give us technology capable of transforming the world overnight, and we use it as digital cosmetics. Light jewelry. A bulletin board of the bored. And then? It begins to attack us. Because it should. Because we have devolved in the face of opportunity. And shortly after the attack, we are too blind to see, or remember… or even care. Another cat meme, please. Another Osho quote please. Another new-age schema gambit. Another conspiracy. One more rock-fight of the behemoths.

And thus our wings become chains we pay to proudly wear… in public.