THE APPLET
According to the most recent studies the human species is considered to be obtaining a new level of controlled domestic
‘translatability’ in the already ingrained pack mentality. The domestic desire to imitate form and ensure continual renewed
confidence has become the system that ensures routine is comfort. Others with a deemed lesser value to the whole of the group
also understands the moves and the lesser gap of information at times is the mere action of reading a laffy taffy candy wrapper.
The rooster crowing is the crow and the wrapper the clothes of the scarecrow in the sewer line of a septic tank that no one ever
heard of, who’s plumber is fixing that. The man that lost his walking stick one morning is the most interesting movement that has
been made in twenty years, but he never had children. Ensuring success is too messy of a business as it boils down to reflect
upon the scenario no one really needs anyone. The game of life is how to screw someone over to ensure Beirut never reads
one’s personal email. The population already having been lied to feeling quite over sure of itself believing the lie but this also
constructs itself by design. They say everyone needs an accountant as a jingle and wouldn’t that be swell because taking a tour
in a hot air balloon is never an option. That is of course Manhattan.