I Despise All These Puppeteers Pulling Our Web Strings

M Mark Heathcote Mark Heathcote
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The world internet is vanishing before our very eyes As we search within the confines of Google's goldfish bowl Whose ever-tightening stranglehold defines what we see? 'I now despise the net' I despise all these puppeteers pulling our web strings Every result is now commercial property an advertisement. It's an example of corruption at its hypocritical best Pretending to have our best interests at heart Pretending to be helpful an unbiased impartial friend But ultimately preying on us all like some voracious shark A snake that'd eat its vacuous tail its excrement Just, so it can control another part of the information network. The world web is now just a money-siphoning oil sump It's far from being the network highway of information. All its potential to help humanity is devalued and controlled. It's blasphemy to manipulate every living soul But now the web is just a vacuous profiteering black hole.

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