... that has now become my login name for everything once i clicked the "yes" box while logging on to gtalk. Every action I seem to do online now is somewhat mandated by google; I sold my (non-existent) soul to Google... a couple of self-made yuppies from Stanford; once a Rushmore of mine.
it's funny, technology... reminds me a lot of Frankenstein.
I'm sure those who read my blog are familiar with Victor's story. He's quite the epitome of mankind; well, for the most part. I don't see myself in him much... at least not conciously.
I had a moment in Costco today, while passing by the plathora of plasma televisions. Each one was telling me to buy one, that redundant, overplayed, monotone, in human voice looping again and again, undoubtedly subliminal, designed to give the full brainwash effect... "Yes, damn it I will buy one".
Just in case you're wondering, of coures no I did not buy an idiot box. It seems so illogical, frankly a waste of money. Money to be spent changing the world. Like buying coffee to make Cuban tycoons even fatter and richer while the poor malnourished kids (field workers) have even less to eat. Screw it, I love coffee beans. There is only so much you can do. Let's not start changing the world with boycotting coffee beans. Avoid at all cost -_-.
Conundrum.
Wes Anderson is the man. If you think otherwise, I think we are unproclaimed enemies.
Someone told me they hated "The Royal Tenenbaums" today... I feel defeated.
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