The flood waters have receded some along the banks of my Mississippi River.
Oh, you have a Mississippi River too?
Everyone should have a Mississippi River!
I stumbled along the shore and deep sand and tried not notice all the garbage the high water left behind. Mostly the marooned trees are what seemed picturesque, so that's what I took pictures of. Then I told my phone to make everything perfect. All this automation magic, from my beloved self check-in machine at the library to my synthetic photo manipulators on my phone, share a fatal flaw:
No matter how broken the world is, no matter how broken they are, no matter how terrible are their inputs, they nevertheless think everything is always wonderful.
But sometimes I think everything is wonderful too.
And so in those moments we can work together.