Signal to Noise

We live in a world in which the only utopian visions arrive in commercial breaks: magical visions of an impossibly hospitable world, peopled by bright-eyed attractive men, women, children...

Where nobody dies...

Where all it takes is a cheap, easily available product — a packet of salted peanuts, or a new type of carpet cleaner — to bring immediate, undiluted joy...

         (Neil Gaiman)