It's lonely, a technician in psychospace a cursed world, an immortal cancerscape residual runoff of human desire, the interface with incessant demons and no hope of escape. The lumpen digitariat, creating the villages necessary for the village idiots, Radio Rental. Sympathy for the monks, drunks and cabbages, they say, "Authoritarian deliberation is coinky-dental."The Mean World … Continue reading Dystopian Fever Dream