Your Own Private Idaho
Sometimes I
get the
feeling that
there’s no
one on
the receiving
end of
the emails I
send out
that there
are no
real people
on Facebook
or in
the chatrooms
where people
supposedly
congregate &
exchange ideas
that
there’s not
a single
living soul
attached to
any of it.
There’s a
master computer
somewhere that
takes everything
anyone feeds
into
cyberspace &
uses it
to weave a
virtual web
around them
so that
soon without
realizing it
everyone
everywhere will
be trapped
in his
own virtual
world cut
off from
everyone else.
We may
already
be there.
