A dog lover is forced to carry out a revenge plot.
Humans are free. We can commit suicide for the benefit of a Singularity. We can engineer our genes to better support an imaginary hive mind. We can make culture and journalism into second-rate activities and spend centuries remixing the detritus of the 1960s and other eras from before individual creativity went out of fashion.
through the mouths of their costumes
how we doing for time
how we doing
how we doing for time
gentlemen
"you gotta lift it up now you gotta reach it up
you gotta
lift it up
now
etc
