oh man, this looks and sounds like some serious angry shit. I don't really feel angry, though. no hostility. sure, there's contempt. contempt for the entirely unethical way that this machine is being run. don't even feel comfortable using the word "ethical" or "unethical" - because it is relative to what? upon which reference point does that word pivot, anyways? and who place that pivotal point there? somebody had to - and who's to say that that somebody had any value or virtue or objectivity in his/her decision to place said point there in that very spot? chances are this point-placing individual bore some sort of globally (dare I say politically) relevant weight in order to take on such monumental duty as to set the reference point for ETHICS. and is it not an inevitable truth that power=corruption now matter how you cut it, how you paint it. There you go - you've made the anger juice seep out again, Noémi.... damn. Really, I'm not angry. I like silence. I like hugs. I like it when kids make fart sounds with their armpits and think it's the greatest accomplishment ever. I just don't like this fucking world we have to, inevitably, rot in.
lalalalalalala...
ps - if I were you, I'd throw my ipod into an incinerator asap. you are so damn cool and unique with your nano homing device. moron.
really, I'm not an angry person. :-D
