/lit/ - Literature

If you watch film on a screen you do not deserve to call yourself a film watcher. What is become of you is nothing more than a foul hybrid of man and machine, as you glibly embrace your own declining faculties through the dependence and impatience you've fostered to convenience and novelty which is only the manifest destiny of a humanity which is slowly turning into race ruled by technological leaders and STEM majors who as we speak are gutting the film departments around the work to play into the false god of profit and money making which has plagued our culture and replaced contemplation, because people think that technology will replace the need to think.

Fuck you and your foolish submission to this insidious snake of a technological liar, masquerading as the cute and innocent, oh so blank and cold, battery powered as if by life support which you must constantly plug in, as though plugging in yourself tethering you to electricity, piece of lifeless plastic which uploads data to its memory card like they will soon upload your brain into a chip, so that you can carry yourself around in a computer body so you can escape the cocoon of skin wrapping up flesh and blood and sinew and guts, like a christmas balloon. Fuck you and your subservience to technology, fuck you to hell.