Googling Greta Gobbler

The uninitiated, reading this post first in a sequence of postings might fail to note that it is actually the most recent in a set of ever more meaningless items.  The reverse chronological nature of blog publication obscures the onset of insanity and argues for the reverse.  If you are presented with this page and read down in a conventional manner, you might think things are becoming more normal.  You would be wrong of course.  Things will never be normal again.  They are monstrously ab.  But to see this you would have to start at the bottom and read up, and just how many turtles deep do you wish to descend before you assign some arbitrary bottom condition?

Chris Locke observed that chat room conversations devolve to some kind of lowest common detonator or nonsense at best and that our "empowerment" through digital communications is wasted, abused, or at best misused.  The same author also said,

Never has mechanism managed to pass so successfully for subject

matter. If word processing made us into unwilling typesetters, the
World Wide Web and all its multifarious attachments have transformed
us into some high-tech analog of the traveling vacuum cleaner
salesperson. We are all selling to each other, constantly.
Encouraging our mutually pointless traffic back and forth across a
digital landscape more frightening than those that cradle Dali’s
melting watches, cluttered with flotsam-and-jetsam pitches, late
breaking scoops on matters we could give a shit about, superfluous
weather reports for people who no longer go outside, and ads for
articles of increasingly unnecessary clothing.