Very few of us are lucky to be born in exactly the right circumstances. Time, place, developments that lead to the birth of a person. The tech industry has elevated far too many weak, iniquitous, foolish, paltry and delusional men to god-like status and wealth. Through pure luck, or as America puts it, something to do with bootstraps. This impossibly large complex of servers, the most valuable speculated fantasy to ever exist is astonishingly powerful and one can easily recognize the luck of these vulgarities Altman, Zuck, Musk, Cook, Fink, Field, and many more, each reinventing delusion by uniting humanity with its final climax in the name of a more efficient world; projects that sabotage black neighborhoods with ridiculous smells and impossibly high electricity prices. The unfortunate timing that we are faced with elevates these undesirable men to levels of power, control, and a sickening lack of foresight as we look towards a jobless future with little chance of income distribution. We have reached a point now, in 2026, that man could only have dreamed of 200 years ago. Unimaginable prosperity, food for all, wine and beer, housing and safety, possibility for leisure and time with family and yet I assume you the most base, nihilistic factory worker of 1826 would have a more optimistic idea of how this incredible wealth would be distributed and that, in fact, someone as insignificant as he himself might receive a bit of this prosperity that developed slowly and violently and proudly developed over millennia. How disappointed can we then imagine this man to be to find his only meals those of longing with a glass of exceptionally strong deception. The tech leaders, undesirable under nearly all standards, without their techno podium hard to spot amongst the rest of the dogs at the kennel, outshined in every way by the slim Vietnamese farmer in Ha Giang, or the wheat reaping South Africans near Pretoria, not to mention the most talented rappers in the world who are well known to dwell and let loose at the stop lights in Laureles, making a fool of every single one of the phone suckers, faces replaced by a tragic lack of imagination, replaced by the constant consumption of content, a fundamentally antithetical phenomenon for us, the creators of complex thought, constructors of buildings, creators of beings, with what’s left of the pineal gland and it’s power to create and divine the beauty of serendipity as a source of far more than amusement but rather god himself showing hints of the beauty he still has to offer those who pay attention.

If just one of the men defined by a near luciferian rapacious attitude to collect and own the world, to dominate the economic markets, to own countries, territories and assume total control of that which they have no legitimate, nor remotely divine claim, Bezos, Fink, Musk, Ellison were to share the smallest portion of the astonishing wealth they unjustly taken as theirs,…how many problems can be fixed? Beyond a certain point the obsession with compiling wealth whilst aware of the tragedies of poverty becomes a form of sociopathic indifference so shockingly cruel as to denigrate the entirety of the human race. A level of self absorption representative of a putrid simulacrum of a human mind. A fraction of this wealth spread justly and as needed would resemble the second coming of Jesus.