Joy Is Not a Crime, Courage Is Medicine

"So what if I get plugged into the Machine if this is the way it’s going?" Where do I start...

What a great location
For a raping station!
Pre-equipped with streaming!
Never mind the screaming!

Very neatly labelled.
All AI-enabled.
Raping cells divided,
Masks and gloves provided.

Citizens are dizzy.
Marketers are busy.
What a sweet location
For a raping station!

I’d like to start with a philosophical outburst that is half analysis and half art. It is an expression of my heart’s spiritual logic wrapped in a scream of longing for something real.

There is this almost identical exchange that I’ve been having with many of my friends—repeatedly—in the context of the current situation.

When we get to the democracy- and science-defying pandemic measures, the measures that are so eerily aligned with the world’s most powerful people’s preexisting techno-totalitarian blueprints for transforming our society that I find it impossible to believe that they are truly a reaction, I go:

“But facts… and our existential responsibility… and individual aliveness… real joy… authentic inner freedom… a civiliz…