better people than this year's crop of politically active knowledge worker (shuffle the stems of those terms at your leisure, all there's to it) have had total breakdowns over as little as suspecting that shit might be true after all. and here we are, being expected to believe it, or if we can't wrap our noggin around - to believe that others believe it (tacitly making the mistake to accept the form of the question; the presumption that "people in general" exists as an entity); and how the shared belief in some common anodyne untruths (e.g. "producing value") is what makes people generally kinda-sorta get along in our literal bedlam's shambles of a society - and not at all the constant mimetic desire-producing labor product conditioning and conditioning and conditioning us from every broadcasting surface; until we're so well-informed about where we stand that we're at least 99....% incapable of any sort of unscripted action, and then, bam, clickthrough.
seeing the result being noumenalized into anything between conscientiousness and microcatatonia, some more fun words to build siege engines out of. meanwhile, the hives keep getting built; and at your lunch break, you get to watch #TheOffice with your colleagues.
