It's still morning and I've already been bombarded with enough bad news to ruin the rest of the day. Our smart phones carry with them a waterfall of fear and ignorance and greed and treachery and horribleness, all accessible with a few taps of our thumbs. Whoever invented these things should be flogged and then buried at sea. We wake in the morning and reach for them like suffering addicts. They come with us everywhere. We don't take a shit without bringing our phones for the ride. And invariably, all they do is stomp on our dreams.
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