March 2018



I met a web-surfer from an antique LAN, Who said—“Two Sneakered and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose glaze, And curly red hair, and sneer of smug command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions face recognized Which yet survive, stamped on social media, The post that mocked them, and the "like" that fed; And on the pedestal, these words appear: My name is Zuckymandias, King of Kings; Look on my Facebook, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal Website, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away.”
--With apologies to Shelley...none at all to Zuck.
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