Linked

Cheery little us, we stand together, bound like a mast in rigging. Circuited amiably with electricity, which we then use to circuit amiably. "On the grid" as they say.

We learn in a grandiose fashion, knowledge displayed up however we like. Images whisked from their storage states away, and vividly brought before our meandering eyes, sometimes given less than a thought.

When we are barraged we are barraged together. "Did you see that one commercial...?"

We all did.

It was targeted at us.

We are a demographic.

But, when something profound is said it bounces around. Happy, euphoric, little jumps to me and you and maybe me again. Until it is so thoroughly quoted it becomes a part of our religion. The religion of discerned wisdom.

Someone will give it a second thought, reword it, and send it out again.

We can chew on the same piece of inspiration endlessly. Limitless teriyaki jerky.

Who doesn't want that?

Look at us, all linked together in ways we never thought we could be. The lowest get raised up, and the raised seem dragged down.

But at the end of the day, the human mess, the American state, is we.

Killing is bad, cheating hurts, love is all we want, and money would be nice. That recipe looks good, this cat video is funny, and the song was catchy.

So thanks for that, us. See you all tomorrow.