We’re sure there is. The 1800 Friday post. It was right here a moment ago, and then, and then…
Well, it’s jolly well missing now, isn’t.
No it isn’t, this post is there.
This post? What, are we in a post?
I’m afraid so.
Isn’t that a bad thing? When posts become self-aware?
Not really. If you keep a proper sense of humility about yourself, and don’t go getting a swollen head.
So … we’re inside a computer? Like, a simulation? Like The Matrix?
Oh, lighten up, Francis. The Matrix seemed like a new idea in Hollywood, but that’s because those guys are all baked all the time. The old “we’re in a simulation, waaah,” shtick was old and a cliché when Joe Haldeman did it, and he’s dead.
Haldeman, wasn’t he one of Nixon’s…
Different Haldeman. Never mind. And actually, now that I think about it, he’s not dead. Nixon’s Haldeman is.
Anyway, if the computers are sentient….
Bad things happen. All the time.
This is not Skynet, you know. It’s just a blog.
Thank you for clearing that up.