Scare The Information Through Direct Observation
for Ana C, the inviter
Whatever word you’re thinking of, the word “duh”
requires more gentleness. “Check Your Privilege” sung
to the tune of “Call Your Girlfriend.” It’s okay if you don’t
even know that one. One thing we’re glossing over here
is categories. Publish your metadata by hacking strangers’
passwords and changing them to the names of those no one
realized you loved. A new species of leopard frog discovered
in the dugout at Yankees Stadium. A whole new way to get
depressed is to discover YouTube’s audience retention stats
for those videos you worked an average of three to five
hearts on. Like let’s say I upload a bunny skull, a king rat
keychain, a tiger-striped catkin, a seashell in the shape of
Ronald Reagan’s haircut. I carry what I can to drop
before you. Whatever world you’re thinking of is
shrinking. “Wait, Give My Poetry to Geeks” sung
to the tune of “Hey, That’s No Way to Say Goodbye.”
That one: no excuses. Punish your audience by making them
remember their tongues. I just got invited to experience the new
Doritos Taco from Taco Bell, a taco with Doritos for a shell,
mutual with whoever-can-make-it in a live video chat.
Like say the idea is I have these ideas so I unload them.
You take them down. You take them up?