someone explain to me why we have bodies anymore when we can zoom into work, zoom into school, and zoom into drink night. we're just avatars filtered through HD cameras and small microphones. our collective simulacra is consumed through square images or 15-second videos intercut as we will them to be... nothing is real but what we make it. imagine how much better the psychology of existence would be if we were grey nondescript silicon masses, freed from this turgid swamp of pointless human vanity.