Your conception of reality is a dance of electronic images fired into your forebrain, a gossamer construction of your masters, designed so that you will not under any circumstances perceive the actual or the real. Your happiness is delivered to you through a tube or an electronic connection. Your God lurks behind an electronic curtain; when the curtain is pulled away we find the CIA sorcerer, the media manipulator. Autohoax everything out of the mouth of the media establishment.