| This is serious! This is about Recordism! Hairs wave to and fro. A tiny ape leaps out of a man's breast pocket and bashes another tiny ape with an even tinier brick. The violence goes unnoticed by a mechanical nurse tending the needs of a flock of injured pelicans. Wheels come off unexpectedly. The Recordists fall into a heap of ashes. A carton of milk prevents the cataclysmic collision of earth and moon while several wooden sticks float downstream in a slow-moving river. In the center of town a website is found in a discarded envelope. Someone clicks. |