When the Internet Leaks into Reality

One of the most brilliant short stories out there is called "Tlon, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius" by Borges. It's in his collection Ficciones. If you haven't read it, I recommend you do so right away as it, more so than any other book or short, is a perfect encapsulation of the unmoored feeling one can get of what you thought of as fake becoming true or vice versa.



The internet has long passed that milestone (one could say that mass media has in general as well). 

But there is still a matter of the internet feeling disconnected from other facets of our life. For example,  a few weeks ago I posted something on a certain subject. All right. Then I got a text stating that because I had written about a certain subject I should click a link. Of course, I didn't. But that someone or some bot knew about what I talked then texted me about it, is something new, if you ask me.

I have also written since and each time a piece was somewhat provocative, I received a text of some right wing crusader looking crap that is meant to...

I actually don't know what it's meant to do. Is it some random spam that came around the same time as my blog post and was nothing more than lucky? Is it, perhaps a concerted effort to spook people writing like I do? A kind of threat to say: we know who you are and we're coming after you?

Maybe.

But it's hard to tell.

Stay tuned and I'll keep you informed about the rest.


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