Media saturation, deluged by so much information that we don’t know where we stand anymore:

we are the children of this age, a childhood strangely extended, and sharply shortened, apocalypses

that come and go with the TV seasons: catered to for as long as we have electronic shopping carts to personalize,

crowds of us that speak in acronymic grunts, wondering if the word “perversion” ever had meaning

(or if it was an old media creation, too, like “love”): dreaming in pixels, so digitized our eyes, not

ever having seen a photograph that was not retouched, watching reality on TV, not wondering

why In Real Life, that which is not recorded never happened, and fiction is more effective than experience.