Lukewarm reality schnitzel, fried with statistic insufficiency
in the body fat of the mentally stillborn, are the perpetuum
perplex of the nouveau high tech feudalism. In a restaurant
where only the menu is on offer (the ultimate fast food), the
emperors new clothes suggest themselves. On dead flank
arms of game, fun and excitement, where figures carve figures
without making their game, lie the heaps of complex ignorance
like metabolism products.