We do not appreciate that a wound is a wound and a death is a death, regardless of how they happened.
We pursue our nourishment from live human vessels and their distant cousins the mouth-breathing meme-aliens.
Authenticity as order-word. Revolution as order-word.
What of your precious Internet then, my prattling bloggites?
Why would a person tend to instantly and without evidence believe the worst, over and over again?
Fly into the streets! All who are still fresh and young and not dehumanized – to the streets!