Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Wednesday, August 28, 2019

8.28

11:11pm

I received a message from a friend telling me about a Visa gift card I could get if only I clicked a shady link. Of course, some program had coopted his account, and he had not sent the message of his own volition. But was it any less his message from my point of view? At what point will the hackers be able to coopt my mouth in the same way? Soon we will have to perceive the friends we know to be true beneath a layer of unfortunate clever social engineering used by a malicious computer program to gain access to our central cortex so a breakfast cereal company can make more money.

Of course, this is ignoring the fact that we already say things against our volition and we interpret as reality a skewed sense of our friends' words without any intervening cinnamon toast crunch.

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