Sat, 30 Sep 2000
Dear Mr. Wonderful,
How many of these so-called readers do you actually have? Besides me, I mean.
I'm sorry, my dear, but you are my only reader.
On the other hand, only I have written everything you've ever read.
It goes like this: Once upon a time, in the near future, right when things are getting good, just before the end of it all, I discover(ed) the The Universal Reset Key. Game Over with a Match, so I got a Replay. Replay this time as a auburn poet with a limp. Match. Replay this time as a Chinese philosopher who walks to the end of the earth. Match. A soldier who reports. An Irishman writing the secret of the 20th century. Replay and replay and replay. I am become Legion. When I realize, figure out, remember this, I realize I need an audience, so as not to be the only only in the history of history. So I create you.
And once upon a time, in the near future, right when it's getting good, just before the end of it all, you discover(ed) The Universal Reset Key. And you matched. And you played. And you matched. Replays infinitum until you realized that you wanted to be entertained, so you created me.
Oh! Wait! You mean, how many people are subscribed to the mailing list?
Ooooh... Um, not enough.