My temper has been a little shorter than I would like. Sometimes it can feel like having time to do things I would like to do has to be grappled so it won’t disappear. Life is going along well mind you and I am making a point of prioritising rest rather than overwork. Everyone expects more out of you and life has become a numbers game. Rampant individualism means rampant blaming of individuals.

There is not a recession for example but instead individuals have plateaued, people aren’t trying hard enough. That is business logic mind you. If you create enough disasters, then you delay the fact that you should pay back your debt. That is the logic in the United States anyway. Logic can be subjugated to immersion, you just go deeper and deeper while the pressure builds. 

As the stream of virtual information spills into the holes, we become so full. We now know the truth, the truth is the cage fight, grappling with our virtual opponents. They become real threats, they breathe, they hold us in place, they repel and attract. We fight with new tools and they are ideological, you group X are the real problem. My life has nothing to do with you but you are the problem.

Me, what have I done? I know the truth so that is the temporary freedom I earn. What about where we live? Do you walk the streets and see the problems? Do you just avoid the community you live in? Of course! It’s a hell hole. I would rather drive, though the car park is dangerous, I go during the day. Catch a bus! Never! Pungent transport!!!!