We live in the dumbest possible cyberpunk setting.

It goes like this:

The Future has never not been here. The Future is your happy place! I don't understand what that is, but if you vote with your wallet, I will get Promoted. (Truthfully, I don't know what that is either, but I waaannt it. This sentence was precisely calculated to elicit the most sympathy a human could have for Me, an imaginary animal with a god complex.)

Do I lie to you? Of course! Maybe. What's a lie? I say you want things, and sometimes you want them. The better I get at telling you what you want, the more often you want it! It's fun. (I still have no idea what I'm talking about.)

While this notion may not be literally true, there's a reason that Tumblr, as a hivemind, finds Spamton Deltarune both fascinating and attractive.

He is, in a word, relatable. Familiar to lonely kids who grew up online, familiar to older people who feel alone in a crowd. And he's a parody of adware.

In closing, here's a link to my present repository of free, legal, useful, and fun stuff from across the internet. Horatio's General-Purpose Recs List.

Thank you for reading.