03 November 2009


There it is. It's coming around the corner. The 'solid, unmoving cattle of humanity' has turned into a seething mob of humanity, and it's all centered on one option. People rush it, clawing frantically for a few precious inches of territory. A calliope plays from the back, beckoning all and sundry to jump on, enjoy the ride, and jeer at those not privileged enough to join them. As people stream toward it, you're faced with a choice: You either join the mad rush to jump on the bandwagon, or you block the bandwagon's path.

This all is to say that Problematic has been run over by the bandwagon, and she's not sure she likes it.

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