An excerpt from DEAR DAVE, 25
Hello. Welcome to our world. It’s yours too, now, in a way. You built it. We understand that many of you thought it would turn out differently, and lead to some democracy of affect. But you must have noticed the changes. You must have seen them coming up on your screens. You must have noticed as the images began to separate from their referents. You told yourselves it was a temporary spectral shift, or a minor glitch in the iconosphere, but you must have seen it.